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Chapter 2

Juni 22

Bagration

Sasuke was by himself himself sitting in his room with fresh drawing paper before him. He was sketching the birds outside, at least the one's he wanted to sketch. It would take him only a few seconds to be able to memories how to draw them.

His brilliant eyesight and photographic memory a blessing handed down threw his family for generations. At least that's what his mother had always told him. Smiling he saw the different species of birds that flew up landing on the wooden carved feeder outside his bedroom window.

Off in the distance he caught a look at His father, and brother, Itachi. They were both sprawled about on the ground next to each other on the ground practicing the art of sniping. The sound that erupted from the old rifles went off with eye popping ferocity, this never ceased in annoying Sasuke.

There firing always scared off the birds at the feeder. And more than once did they scare of birds that Sasuke really found prospect in sketching.

Closing his eyes and sighing heavily Sasuke relented his meditation.

'Ah, how annoying dad always taking brother outside to practice shooting? I mean come on dad do you really think there's going to be a another war anytime soon?'

Slamming his head onto the table. The irritable adolescent boy groaned in begrudging dismay.

" If anything, why must father always teach Itachi during this time of day when the rest of us begin winding down. I will never fire a gun in my life, not ever!"

Frustrated beyond thought Sasuke suddenly felt his ears pick up, a sound of heavy wings fluttering about just outside his window. Yet, this fluttering was far louder than any previous bird Sasuke heard from his flying friends as its density rung deeply into Sasuke's eardrums…

Looking up with confusion present on his face. His eyes lit up with his stomach rising up in his throat. He was actually seeing the one bird he held his highest esteem. It was a hawk , The talons on his feet gripped closely together on the small bird feeder ledge. His head overlooking his magnificent brown wings. Black and white wings. Most of his white wings were on his chest area, as it puffed out mightily, even proudly.

The tip of his beak was grayish, white with hints of age. while the base was dark black. His iris was black as the rest of his eye was could be correlated with the color to his beak to an extent.

With all the world's confidence on his shoulders, with his eye looking ahead filled with bold vigorous pride. Sasuke knew that this magnificent creature was certainly the master of the skies…

Adjusting its wings a bit it stayed still moving only its head which he did regularly. His head rotating continuously as if the bird had some type of tick. But this fowl had no ticks

It was a master the day it was born, destined to rule the endless blue horizons, nothing to fear but its eventual depose from its younger generation. How Sasuke wished for that freedom. That respect, and strength, and best of all the ability to go anywhere without rivaling predators having the chance to stop him.

"Everything in true lethalness! Everything is your prey, everything. And best of all you're truly fee are you not my friend?!"

The Hawk reached down examining then began eating the bird food from the ledge of the birdfeeder. Sasuke had to be quick, and not let his emotions cloud his memory. The young art inspired German smiled as his eyes glowed with contented inspiration. Not moving he just drunk in the magnificent animal presences.

'Oh yes, you are king of the skies. Anything else in your airspace is unworthy. God, is to kind to me. To send you here to me? He must want something of great importance from me. '

His thoughts marveled on the king of birds a curiosity sent from the highest. He just hopped Itachi's gun would not scare it off before he could drink in all the little details that gave it all its true beauty before drawing it.

Surely enough, the bullets fired from Itachi's Gun. It made the hawk turn its head in near panic alertness. Sasuke cringed in terror thinking it would scare it off.

However, Strangely enough. It turned its head and looked directly at Sasuke instead. The boom of Itachi's gun again went off but the bird did not shutter at all nor did it fly away?..

It stared directly at Sasuke as if it was frozen in time at that moment emulating an estranged statuesque form. Sasuke enamored, and unusually awed stared in wonderment. As Itachi's gun seemed to get louder, and louder.

And the sound of the winds outside sounded more and more contrast to the peaceful environment outside. Suddenly, the sound of a machine gun erupted from the noise of Itachi's rifle despite the rifle being non-automatic?

Sasuke just continued to stare on at the hawk, as the young boys ears investigated everything. A voice erupted from the sounds of wind now. Now other weapons began firing off in sound gaining higher and higher volume by the second…

Looking at the hawk it grew bigger and bigger its eyes turning red. Before he could scream. All so suddenly the veil around Sasuke lifted. The lost bittersweet times of innocents disappearing away back to the hellish reality that 'Zweite Welt Kriege'.

As it came calling him, claiming him from his euphoric dreams again…

The famed SS snipers eyes opened with sheer surprise. He would bring himself to the fray to serve the fatherland, The Fuhrer once more!..

"SASUKE, WAKE THE FUCK UP, FOR CHRIST SAKES. GET YOUR DUCKS ASS HAIR ASS MOVING HAWK, NOW! WE'RE UNDER ATTACK, IVANS, IVANS EVERYWHERE, YOU GET IT!? THE BIG RED WAR MACHINE IS MOVING, SO MOVE YOUR ASS HAWK! NOWWWWWWWWWWW!"

Suigetsu hollered out threw his sharp teeth. He let loose another unholy scream as he fired his MP 40 over his head at a soviet aircraft passing just overhead.

Turning around he proceeded to fire near the trenches were T-34's with attached rolling wheels passed on undeterred. Soviet conscripts crowding around the backs of their panzers. Any German standing there ground in the trench or pillboxes fired on anything that was of the Bolshevik's creation; Guns booming, Hissing. Canons pounding, blowing. Engines roaring, Screams, howls . This was no skirmish this was a rolling Bolshevik shit storm. The outset was to follow with unfathomable amounts of bloodshed. But unlike Stalingrad, or Kursk. It would mostly be the German's blood.

Sasuke could not summarize anything better then the very real possibility of utter defeat, annihilation was even a kind thought. The gulags were just hell on earth. Death or Hell?

'God help us'

There were fires rising from what was once four Anti-tank guns. They had fell victim to panzer or aircraft fire . It did not matter what key defenses fell at this point; Whether it be Aircraft, Panzers, Soldiers, the Soviets were swarming out from the swampy woods with overwhelming force.

At least thirty or forty Russian soldiers were behind each panzer. There was no suppressive fire on the Bolshevik ruskies on the panzers flanks. Some untouched anti-tank units fired off destroying a least two panzers, but were soon destroyed by passing enemy aircraft.

The heavy armor of the T-34's rolled over the trees like they were blades of grass as more and more came out of the wood works. The gates of hell were unleashed, its minions coming forth full force delivering hell with hells ultimate gifts of terror, death and suffering.

Endlessly they came out of the forest. Firing rounds as blinding smoke came about from each mobile armor. Engines stirring fully operational. The smell of exhaust mingling with the smell of blood and ruin.

Other crazy Ivan's screamed forward charging with reckless abandon as pockets of them ran in-between the tanks. Sasuke was not sure if they were ordered to or not. High Russian commanders had only on goal and one goal alone...

The destruction of the German nation, and not just the National Socialist. Victory only in total war fulfilled to its very extremes of devastation. 'The Patriotic war' the name masking the real war for what the Russians fought for. 'The Genocide of Germany.'

Suigetsu screamed on with malevolence of fear mirrored now by his psyche. Firing out into the woods below where Russians were climbing over a destroyed garrisoned foxhole below towards Sasuke's and Suigetsu's foxhole.

The woods in-between were burning and artillery shell's fell all around the forest killing and liquidating anyone within contact without prejudice. Screams of agony where heard every which way on the battlefield. Every couple of seconds the screams would be drowned out by the multiple sinister sounds of war. With volume intensity that was ear bleeding loud.

And yet even the artillery bombardment was overshadowed by noise of the endless upon endless aircraft flying over head. From air fighters to bombers they all diverged to battlefield. Either flying ahead or engaging the disorganized Germans below.

Sasuke adjusted his helmet as he frantically jumped for his automatic Gewehr 43. Rolling out of the dirt bunker. He slid down another meter finding a spot between two splintered trees where he instantly unleashed a barrage of bullets delivering them with his minted accuracy. Made a legend on a losing side, the irony was not appreciative.

He was blazing fast to boot. Firing off into the soviet hordes. Sasuke killed at least six soldiers with head shots in the under a second a shot. His Hands shook at the kinetic energy of explosions and gun. This was always frightful to him.

He ignored it , molded it in himself and tackled any doubts of dying. He pretended he was immortal. So he would not threat dying at any second. And he always came out alive. And he felt if for second he didn't. He would die that very moment… May it be from artillery, shrapnel, or stray bullets, or aircraft, or bayonet. Sasuke looked death in face and would always ask

'How much do you want before I take the journey myself?'.

Suigetsu despite the artillery bombing that was crashing all just behind there bunker. Hardened himself as well. But still, he could not advise himself to not repeat a phrase at every step along the way.

'No retreat, only in death!

he kept repeating to himself

'No Retreat, only in death!'

After his seventh clip and pinning down at least seven ruskies in the continual changing woods bellow. It was only a matter of time before he would fall, bravery only lasting a twinkle of time. There were more and more Ivan's crawling up the base of the broken wood side. With each getting clearer shots at him by the second.

"SCHEISSE, we can't hold here any longer. Sasuke we have to fall back"

Just as the Tin can loving man yelled. Two motor shells fell behind him knockin Suigetsu off his feet. He was all but ready to piss his pants!

Standing back up he yelled out again to his brother in arms.

"Sasuke we have to fall back!. The first line has shattered to all fuck. More Bombers and artillery will follow shortly! The Red Fuckers are surely on the cusp of flanking the entire army!. We have to fall back to the subsidiary line! Surely, 'Field Marshal Bock' will report this falling shit storm and receive the Fuhrer's authorization to retreat to Minsk!."

Sasuke dirt on his face and eyes shuttering turned yelling back to his annoying friend.

"Retreat to Mink? Better to have a buried under rubble then to be buried under the mud of a swamp , Huh."

Sasuke threw his sixth empty clip to the ground looking threw his scope and letting the dire situation fill his conscience. The Russian panzers and soldiers had completely overran the trench bellow countless panzers upon countless of panzers were now rolling across the now leveled swamped woodlands.

Surrender and screaming from the brutally beaten wehrmacht garrison was all that was left of any resistance left at this stage.

Despite, Sasuke taking down twenty three Russians. He knew soon that he would be under hellish suppressive fire, and would soon call this spot he sat at his grave. Finally, his hearing registered enough to hear Suigetsu pleading yells

"Move Major. Get out now! SPREAD THEM FUCKING HAWK WINGS AND FLY BITCH!

Sasuke flipped his body running up the with agile rapidness. Random bullets whizzing past him along the way. The young SS soldier keep himself calm when running from gunfire. His way of staying calm was he always counted up to three then would restart until he reached cover.

The worst part for Sasuke in combat was not engaging an advancing enemy. But even he knew when all was lost. Running side to side up the hill he found himself back in his camped out dirt bunker knoll. His left arm clothing was torn by bullets that had grazed him.

He did not relent. Suigetsu followed suit with reckless abandonment. Suigetsu along with Sasuke jumped down the hill opposite of there attacker. The hill above them blew up spectacularly covering them in inches of dirt. They had escaped certain death at the razors edge of bayonets…

Filthy yet war hardened both took a look seeing if any of their limbs were missing. All together they stood and jumped onto the trail running full flight down a dirt road. As more artillery and air bombardment followed suit behind them.

After a mile of chaotic running shared with many other brothers of the wehrmacht. Sasuke and Suigetsu came to a great opening in the woods that hugged the dirt road that they and many others were treading. The pair stopped as they both ate in sight of the full retreat and panic stricken men falling and dying while randomly trampling over one another.

'Utter madness'

Thought Sasuke.

'Madness'.

The vast opening was at least seventy yards long while it's width reached as far as the eye could see. Some of their country men were holding their ground at random points letting lead fly. Low on ammo and supply's some soldiers fought with SS Ire no matter the environment or predicament. The call of duty, the call to defend their Fatherland. Sasuke respected them for their brave, and would not forget them, they would soon parish.

Hundreds others them ran thru the woods across the open marsh field doing all they could to reach the other side of smoggy field. With artillery bombardment falling all around them. There was a single panther tank in range in the opening that was firing at will.

Some soldiers even jumping on its back and firing themselves. Doing everything they could to blunt the approaching red beast. Suigetsu looked feeling his fingers tingle with his right eye twitching. His light skin not as hardy as Sasuke's, Having an SS friend did not dwell well when it came to comparing bravery and skill.

Feeling his anxiety growing. At that moment he unwittingly spotted it… Running his filthy hands down his dirtied face. He caught site of an intercepting Stumorvik flying directly at the lone defiant panther. Sasuke looked on himself and noticed what had caught Suigetsu's eyes.

His own eyes were gleaming red. Matching the colors of the attacking beast. He felt his predatory side rush threw his blood. Snipping aptitude finding its excellent heights. Walking in front of his terrified comrade he tapped Suigetsu on the cheek with his palm.

The Famed hawk smiled as Suigetsu looked at him questioningly. Reaching into his pocket Sasuke gave Suigetsu his canteen.

"Stay behind me. And move your ass after I'm done. In the meantime watch as I strike fear and death into the eyes of those who cross me!"

Walking forward beaming with adamant confidence with nothing but chaos and hell all around him. The hawk of the shattered 'SS-Totenkopf' loaded his rifle, while relaxing his nerves. He echoed out with incredible discipline in an undisciplined world.

Suigetsu Turned back to the woods as Russians began pouring threw them. He fired his submachine gun. Luckily taking them by surprise. A few other wehrmacht soldiers began rallying beside him, ready to make their last stand. He held his position while unwisely keeping half of his attention on Sasuke fearing the worst.

'Is he insane? Or, is he just testing fate to finally deliver the killing blow on him?! Jesus, Karin what do you see in this crazy asshole anyways? A crazy death junkie like that could never make a good husband!"

The Sturmovik dropped a bomb onto the Panther as it fired one last time. It exploded into a mushroomed inferno. The small group of soldiers on top of the tank found themselves bathed in oil and flame. falling off in disorganized writhing bundles. Their skin boiling off as their flesh and blood charcoaled.

Sasuke unfazed had his aim; Adjusted, and clear as the Sturmovik began firing on him. Just as soon he took his shot. It struck the Russian pilot right threw the head, Splattering his brain matter all over the cockpit and back window

" Learn this well communist swine, Never fall into my line of sight or give me a second. Never! give me a second . Because hawks can take down anything in the sky that challenges them."

The plane went into a tumble crashing down combusting out into a horrendous blaze. Sasuke walked up to spellbound Suigetsu.

' This guy, really? I must be in badly written story, seriously that was hilariously awesomeness'

Throwing his riffle over his shoulder he ran over to his friend grabbing Suigetsu pulling him down bullets grazing the helmet of the water loving jokester. The soldiers beside them fell over dead riddled with lead.

Running back onto the road Sasuke commanded Suigetsu staying ahead in his thoughts.

"If you want to stay alive then stay on my ass and worry only about yours! I can cover you and me without difficulty. You can't!".

Suigetsu shook his head in agreement running alongside his friend as the road crowded with the panicked living. The newly dead also crowding the small road. The road was also occupied with destroyed and operating panzers and motorcycles.

Suigetsu looked forward to the side of Sasuke. Taking Sasuke's words to heart, He sighed feeling the hopelessness melt away. Smiling proudly like a German during the battle of Verdun he digressed his usual attitude

'Goddam the SS has some bad mother fuckers. But you hawk, you are one stupendous, glorious sun of bitch!' The Fuhrer would be proud, and he would salute you"

Feeling the rush. like a breaking tide of a tsunami he felt the mighty will to live and his purpose to live, Karin. At the very least he felt he would live for another hour. With a hawk to his twelve. It did not matter how many ruskies were to his six. He would smile with his sharp teeth and say.

'Ha Ha Ha'

And if he could not be an SS. He would die fighting alongside one. And the more the merrier, one he called his best friend!.. Coming up to a new fortressed line of defense wall retreating force began to take positions and fortify all they could. If they were going to die how glorious would there last stand be? the Bolshevik bastard would not take the day without taking great loss from a good old German defense. They always did. And so we stand, and so we live, and so we DIE!

Suigetsu gave a war harden howl that was followed by a few of his comrades…

'Schweib fur Blut!"

End of chapter 2. Hope you liked it. Review if you like.