It's On!
I opened but eyes and my vision was blurred. All I could see was cement. I tried to move my arms but the wouldn't move.
"Oh no….I thought, they caught me. Stupid Frenchies caught me". I heard some babbling and I knew it was German. A man came in the room with my 9mm in his hand.
"What town are the Americans planning to invade next?" he asked in a terrible accent.
"I don't know…I said, I'm only a medic."
"Only a medic eh?..." boom! He pistol whipped me in the face. I spat out my tooth and looked at him blankly. I felt the coldness of my knife on my bare skin.
"I guess they didn't do a thorough check on me." I got my knife in my hand and slowly cut the rope. Now the German was only a few inches away from me. I lunged forward and stabbed him in the neck. He fell to the ground with a pale face. I was shaking just sitting there. I ran into the next room and quietly snuck behind a German I grabbed him and quickly slit his throat. I looked at the person who was sitting there and it was none other than Duncan Smithe. Duncan was laughing. I don't understand why considering he was just about to be tortured. I guess I'll never understand him. Duncan took the 9mm the guard was holding and we decided to try and make an escape.
"Is there anyone else that we know that's in here?" I asked.
"Don't think so," he responded.
"So how did you get captured?" I asked. "They hit me and I blacked out. You"? "Same" I told him.
"We have to get to a radio" I said.
"Yeah." We stepped in the radio room silently and I killed the two guards. I told Duncan not too considering guns are loud. I searched the radio channels looking for an American broadcast. I heard and American babbling and I spoke into the radio.
"Hello?, we are trying to escape a German base. They captured us and we escaped our rooms. Over".
"Van Gorden,? Smithe? Is that you?" It was Captain Delaney.
"Captain!?!"
"Yeah, listen we know exactly where they took you." "We're gonna send a chopper over there to pick you guys up." "Oh, and by the way, expect to fight."
