Chapter 8: Rescue
Well listen here soldiers. I suppose you all have heard of the capture of an American pilot whose reconnaissance aircraft was shot down when he spotted an army advancing towards our position. We do not know which route they are taking, so you all are going to go back to the prison you all once were locked in. Jim and Hawkins, I hope you both will prove yourselves useful in this rescue operation, and to all of you, good luck and may God be with you all. A truck will fetch you all at the 5th gate in 0015 hours." Marcus told the 95th company after receiving a radio transmission from a crashed fighter before the pilot was held.
A truck pulled up at the front of the 5th gate and the veterans entered it without a word, only sitting still after boarding it. The truck went past many fields and rumbled across dirt tracks. Hawkins, as the field commander for the operation, gazed at the trees, which the truck passed by. It was afternoon when the truck was nearing the prison which security was tightened after they escaped; the guards already knew that the Americans would come for the pilot who was staring out of the window hopelessly.
The American truck was sighted. The Nazis immediately opened fire, killing the middle-aged driver, which caused the truck to lose control and crashed through the stronghold. The soldiers in the messy lump of metal crawled out of it and returned fire. Jim had his hand cut when he was crawling out of the ruin while Hawkins had a gaze on his shoulder when the cabin was smashed. Jim took out a grenade and hauled it towards the frightened guards. "Bang!" and he threw another. "Bang!" and again "Boom!" The German guards guarding the entrance were wiped out nearly all killed by the three grenades. Some American soldiers were also killed in the crossfire.
The company went into the building that they were quite familiar with. It took a short while of searching and guard slaughtering until they found the pilot in his baggy flying suit sitting at a corner for rescue. By then, a total of seven were killed excluding the driver. Jim took a bunch of keys from a dead guard. The pilot told them that they must make haste of it might be too late to intercept the attackers.
They dashed out of the prison, leaving behind the blood-soaked warehouse. They took a route that was a shortcut to the American camps. The pilot had already made himself handy by grabbing a rifle and a handful of grenades.
Well listen here soldiers. I suppose you all have heard of the capture of an American pilot whose reconnaissance aircraft was shot down when he spotted an army advancing towards our position. We do not know which route they are taking, so you all are going to go back to the prison you all once were locked in. Jim and Hawkins, I hope you both will prove yourselves useful in this rescue operation, and to all of you, good luck and may God be with you all. A truck will fetch you all at the 5th gate in 0015 hours." Marcus told the 95th company after receiving a radio transmission from a crashed fighter before the pilot was held.
A truck pulled up at the front of the 5th gate and the veterans entered it without a word, only sitting still after boarding it. The truck went past many fields and rumbled across dirt tracks. Hawkins, as the field commander for the operation, gazed at the trees, which the truck passed by. It was afternoon when the truck was nearing the prison which security was tightened after they escaped; the guards already knew that the Americans would come for the pilot who was staring out of the window hopelessly.
The American truck was sighted. The Nazis immediately opened fire, killing the middle-aged driver, which caused the truck to lose control and crashed through the stronghold. The soldiers in the messy lump of metal crawled out of it and returned fire. Jim had his hand cut when he was crawling out of the ruin while Hawkins had a gaze on his shoulder when the cabin was smashed. Jim took out a grenade and hauled it towards the frightened guards. "Bang!" and he threw another. "Bang!" and again "Boom!" The German guards guarding the entrance were wiped out nearly all killed by the three grenades. Some American soldiers were also killed in the crossfire.
The company went into the building that they were quite familiar with. It took a short while of searching and guard slaughtering until they found the pilot in his baggy flying suit sitting at a corner for rescue. By then, a total of seven were killed excluding the driver. Jim took a bunch of keys from a dead guard. The pilot told them that they must make haste of it might be too late to intercept the attackers.
They dashed out of the prison, leaving behind the blood-soaked warehouse. They took a route that was a shortcut to the American camps. The pilot had already made himself handy by grabbing a rifle and a handful of grenades.