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Chapter 9: Their land, Their blood.

Adam's POV

I had woken up again. It seemed I was asleep more times in this war than my entire life. The jeeps were burning, not a tango in site besides the ones that lay dead. I looked to see a dead American but it was someone I didn't know. Ferb came over and put a cloth on my head. Wait, Ferb? I blinked to see if I was seeing things but no, he was sitting right there with Michelle crouched next to him. I put my hand on the back of my neck and I felt dried up blood. I turned over and looked at Phineas which was searching the jeeps.

"What happened?" He turned around with a surprised look.

"Hey dude, your ok! Well, you were hit by a tango and you where unconscious until the end of the ambush. We heard you talk about someone getting shot and burning." That's it! I was dreaming of that happening. Isabella came over and sat on an overturned jeep.

"Adam, we should drop out of this war. The Germans were involved with this ambush but they were fighting us. Three versus one, there's no way we can win. We should just give up" Ferb turned at her and made an angered face.

"If we give up this war, that would prove to them that we are to weak to fight them. We're not! We have killed almost 1,000 Russians, Japanese, and Germans and they've only killed about 10 of us. It seems impossible but it's true. We may be outnumbered but they have been dropping like flies since the main invasion. If we back out now, who knows what they will do to our country. They would terrorize us until they have control of this country. We may be out gunned, out number, and out of our heads on this suicide mission, but I will assure you this. As long as I live, these countries will never conquer us. We must never be afraid again. We have to keep fighting until the end. When we win this war, the world will know what a powerful group of kids we are and they think of invading us, they will think of the kid resistance and change their minds. If I have to and I will lie, cheat, steel, and kill, until we reach victory. We will go to Germany and kill any soldier standing in our way of their new Reich. Then to Japan and if we have to, relive that day of August 8th, 1945 and bomb it again. Then our final march. It will be to Moscow Russia and I will not eat, sleep, or close my eyes until that capital building is burned to the ground. They will beg us not to slit their throat or burn them. Now if anyone has any objections on this plan. Didn't think so. So now we got to Germany, it will be their land, their people, their blood! URA!" The entire army cheered as Ferb stopped his speech. I for one was shocked. He never talked that long or that loud before. He was right though. We had to do something first. Take out their supply routes. It was the dead of night. Three bridges, three squads, three minutes. The trucks of ammo and who-knows-what-else was about to pass the bridge. We quickly set C4 underneath and a single claymore on top. Once a single personnel passes its motion beam, there goes the bridge. As we put the last explosive on the bridge, we heard the Russians coming. One soldier put his foot in the motion tracker. The last thing we heard before the explosion was Phineas.

"Bitches!" The C4 caused the bridge to snap and the men slip into a pit and the trucks crushed them and we killed anyone who was left. The next day, everyone was getting on the plane that was headed for Germany. Phineas handed out letters to every one. Me and Johnson got one from mom, dad, and Stephini. Just telling us that they miss us and hope we come home soon. Phineas got one from his parents, Candace and stephini. And so did Ferb. He smiled a bit.

"Why are you so happy Ferb?" Johnson said.

"No, it's just my birthday tomorrow and my parents wanted to say happy birthday."

Johnson looked at me and nodded, I knew what he had in mind. We both started singing

"Happy birthday to you,

Happy birthday to you" (everyone starts singing)

"Happy birthday dear Ferb-o!

Happy birthday to you!"

Everyone gave a cheer as Johnson took out a match and light it. Ferb blowing it out.

Phineas started.

"How fucked are you now?

How fucked are you now?

(Everyone again)

How fucked are you now-w?

(Just Ferb)

I'm surely fucked now!"

There it is. Out of America, into hell. Going to Germany may not be the smartest idea, especially to Isabella. She's Jewish and there are still those neo Nazis!

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