We ran to the top of the bunker with sweaty hands and loaded guns. There was one lone soldier, but we lit him up quick. The latch was opened to the top, and they were waiting for us. Ben, Kevin, Quinn and I quickly leaped out of the way into cover, but many others were too slow. It was over quick. I was ready to get back up and fight, but the captain's dead body landed on my knee. My face went white and my hands went numb. I had never felt so angry to see our leader fall to the ground with that ghastly look on his face. I needed to take command- "BAYONETTS!" I screamed, and everyone put those long slender knives onto their weapons. "CHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARGE!" I yelled. Everybody ran out. The Krauts were unaware of our attack and I knew it would be over quick. We ran out each exchanging gunfire until *cachingk* and our clips were done. I screamed and thrust my gun into a small soldier's throat. I felt the squish of metal hitting organs and I kicked his body down. It fell like a limp noodle while everyone was continuing to fight. A few of our soldiers were down and there was one of theirs left. He threw his hands into the air and screamed "ich die abtretung!" I figured it meant "I surrender" but I was filled with a steaming anger, and with one sweep of my gun, his head came off, and the battle was over. We used a smoke bomb to signal that we had taken over the bunker. We left the bunker and it exploded. We awaited the planes with blood-soaked uniforms. Kevin punched me across the face and I hit the ground. "What the fuck is wrong with you!?" he screamed in my face. "That was a prisoner! We could've gotten information from him! But you were so pent up on rage that you had to kill him!" I wanted to apologize, but nothing came out. The plane reached the beach, and we and the other survivors climbed on.
"Welcome" said the officer on the plane. "You boys did a good job today. You'll all be rewarded for your bravery, but now we have so much to cover."