Chapter 9: Assault!
The camp's due south. We're closer to it and it should be a few more minutes of running should do it." Hawkins commented as he pointed at the map. Before he could tuck in the compass and map inside his pocket, German soldiers sprang from the nearby bushes and aimed at the foreheads of their targets. The 95th company had no choice but to surrender to the Nazis. Suddenly, after the company raised their hands up high in the air, there was a firefight in a nearby forest where their backup was supposed to be. The Nazis dashed into the forest to be also involved in the exchange of fire against soldiers from unknown side and not so long after, they gave in.
A few soldiers came into the company's view that armed itself when the Nazis plunged into the lush foliage. Hawkins gasped in surprise as he made out the torn and tattered uniform of one of the soldiers in one of the three parachuting companies reported missing. The leader, Franks, gave a warm handshake to Hawkins who was still speechless.
"Your pilot's gone. I saw him running towards the direction of the camp. I'm sure that he will be safe, no need to worry. Don't ask us why we did not return to the camp. They just won't believe us." said the leader who had a cigar in his mouth. He the cigar from his lips and blew smoke at Jim's face, making him cough uncontrollably.
We also knew which way those Nazis are taking, unless you want to return, come help us to intercept the Nazis to hinder them. Tell you what; send at least two soldiers back there to inform the Americans." Jim noticed that the parachuting company had already gone to another town.
The parachute troopers assembled at a thatched wooden cottage. They had messy hairdos and worn-off military gear. Hawkins kept himself fascinated by watching how many times did a soldier with a beret twirled his revolver before putting it down or tucking it in his holster. The commander of the parachute group, Oliver, explained his plan called "Operation Final Fight". He had so many details and formations planned that some had unknowingly dozed off, to wake up and ask the furious commander about the operation.
They had dinner of caned food that was set on steel plates and drunk wine from an abandoned winery. Some were thinking that the sunrise they were going to see the day after could be the last one they would see while others dozed off snugly after downing many glasses of wine.
The camp's due south. We're closer to it and it should be a few more minutes of running should do it." Hawkins commented as he pointed at the map. Before he could tuck in the compass and map inside his pocket, German soldiers sprang from the nearby bushes and aimed at the foreheads of their targets. The 95th company had no choice but to surrender to the Nazis. Suddenly, after the company raised their hands up high in the air, there was a firefight in a nearby forest where their backup was supposed to be. The Nazis dashed into the forest to be also involved in the exchange of fire against soldiers from unknown side and not so long after, they gave in.
A few soldiers came into the company's view that armed itself when the Nazis plunged into the lush foliage. Hawkins gasped in surprise as he made out the torn and tattered uniform of one of the soldiers in one of the three parachuting companies reported missing. The leader, Franks, gave a warm handshake to Hawkins who was still speechless.
"Your pilot's gone. I saw him running towards the direction of the camp. I'm sure that he will be safe, no need to worry. Don't ask us why we did not return to the camp. They just won't believe us." said the leader who had a cigar in his mouth. He the cigar from his lips and blew smoke at Jim's face, making him cough uncontrollably.
We also knew which way those Nazis are taking, unless you want to return, come help us to intercept the Nazis to hinder them. Tell you what; send at least two soldiers back there to inform the Americans." Jim noticed that the parachuting company had already gone to another town.
The parachute troopers assembled at a thatched wooden cottage. They had messy hairdos and worn-off military gear. Hawkins kept himself fascinated by watching how many times did a soldier with a beret twirled his revolver before putting it down or tucking it in his holster. The commander of the parachute group, Oliver, explained his plan called "Operation Final Fight". He had so many details and formations planned that some had unknowingly dozed off, to wake up and ask the furious commander about the operation.
They had dinner of caned food that was set on steel plates and drunk wine from an abandoned winery. Some were thinking that the sunrise they were going to see the day after could be the last one they would see while others dozed off snugly after downing many glasses of wine.