"I have to get out of this forest immediately.." Hans said while running
Hans could hear the American soldiers screaming and hollering in the distance chasing him, the Austrian stumbled over a rock that was in his way. His eyes met as if what appeared to be a person in high calf boots, he couldn't quite make out who was standing in front of him. "Well ay'll be, look what ive found here.." Hans knew that damn accent all too well, he certainly understood that this situation wasn't going to end as well as last time. Aldo snatched up the frightened Austrian by his dusted blood stained uniform collar so he was now standing up "Oh dont start cryin' now, ya done got yourself into this." He didn't seem the soft type for some kraut mutt, but he couldn't take that Austrian's stupid face getting killed, the only retreat he think of was grasping Hans by the wrist and fetching him to a safer location. "And where do you think you're taking me?!" Not a word from the Apache, as if he suddenly fell silent. It didn't take long before they found what appeared to be an abandoned house, Of course Aldo had his own house, but it was too far from his hometown "Alright we're gon' settle here till that hunt narrows down." The southern let go of Hans wrist, what he thought would be the end of that ohh he was wrong. Aldo roughly wrapped his hand around Hans throat, pinning him to the wall earning a yelp from the Austrian man "Imma make ya pay for all ya've done, an it ain't jus' gon be this knife doin' it..."