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So This is How it Ends for Us?
By: Abigwar
This file is fiction, any relation to real events
is completely a figment of Abigwars imagination.
It was before the break of American involvement in the war, Official
involvement that is. Im not authorized to release the date or year for
another 22 years. Somewhere in Germany we met our match. A squad of
Hitler Youth. Referred to as Hj, as the germanic initials would be.
This is the story of our mission to recover a stolen code breaker foiled
by kids....
Through out mission debriefing they said this one would be so simple
it should take less than an hour to complete, well, except for the time
to get in and out from a distance. The mission was to get back a British
made decrypting unit. Originally it was being shipped to resistance
fighters in poland, the British where backing them. The unit could offer
a chance to get the resistance on step ahead of the SA which was
affectionately know as the Strum Abteilungs or stormtroopers.
Apparently German ships had spotted it, boarded it and taken over the
small vessel disguised as a merchant ship. The unit Taken. The ship
Sunk. The Crew MIA.
Now, of course they really wanted the unit back, It was a proto-type
that selectively can decode American, British, German, and Russian
cyphering. But they showed some heart at our great suprise and
disadvantage, for the crew. Basically not to rescue them, but rather...
Kill them before they can interrogated which according to British
intelligence, hadnt happened yet.
This was a volunteer mission, and i was with out good assignment at the
time, so i signed up. Only select people where chosen. The ones basically
with nothing to loose or no family. This was a joint mission with
the British agents as well.. It was 2 Yanks, 5 Brits.
The Brits flew us in on a plan that resembled a german jet, with
camo and insignia to match, We where above the landing zone so we dropped.
Eventually when we hit the ground we worked out our plan on the map.
We where to stay on the road as much as possible, but avoid being spotted
at any cost. Our uniforms where British to avoid any possible accusation
of American involvement if we where captured.
According to the map, it was only 20km to the end of the destination.
In the distance was a great roar, and a cloud of dust could be seen.
We took positions off to the side of the road. Well out of sight.
In about 6 minutes A line of 10 Panzers came through, each towing heavy
artillery. The tanks were followed by 2 halftracks and a golf-cart like
voltswagon. The 2 halftracks had at least a dozen and a half of the
Waffen-SchutzSstaffel Armed-Elite Guard or SS in each.
The convoy was moving slow. 15mph at the most. I took this to be from
the slow pace of the tanks in the front, which next i was to learn false.
About 5km down the road we heard a lighter roar, Again we moved. 2 panzers
towing the same artillery flew by at about 25mph, A shocking speed. We
carried on.
We came to a bridge with a checkpoint to the side closest to us on it.
We observed it about 1km down the road, just in time. We move off the side
and waited for twilight. Come little darkness we moved through the bush
swiftly. Formations of what I found out to be Stukas from a Brit flew
overhead as we started down the bank to the river.
Suddenly my foot hold gave out, and a fell some 6 feet where i was
greeted by a guard and his german sheparded. I grabbed for my dagger and
thrusted it through the back of the dogs neck as the dog savagely chewed
my arm. As i was reaching for my knife the other American Derek jumped
off the embankment and garroted the brown-shirted guard.
In the weeds at the base of the bank, The Brit i came to know as Ian
assembled a german 98k mauser, bolt action rifle, which he would use to
snipe off the guard and dog on the other bank. The stukas still flew
overhead making an unnerving noise. The first shot rang out, and the
soldier dropped the second and the stunned dog fell down the bank to the
rocky river below.
We forged the river, and climbed up the steep hill. At the top we
rested for a moment and walked on. At the outskirts of the town, it
seemed abandoned, like it was supposed to be, with only a few guards
remaining. The town was abandoned because the German intelligence
learned that the British might revenge bomb the area. Truthfully the
Brits started the rumor to clear the town, knowing they wouldnt dare
move the unit from its cover, and put it in danger... They also knew
that the germans knew Britain wouldnt bomb an empty town.
We entered the city and spotted two of the Waffen-SS. Stealthfully
we killed them and hid the bodies. We worked our way down a back ally
which lead up to the target building. Then, a childs voice rang out
just feet behind me, and 3 shots rang off. We raised our hands, and
slowly turned around.
Standing not two feet from me with a Mp-40 in his hand was a young
member of the Hitler youth. Seeing only one i grabbed the barrel and
thrusted it up and back.. The youth was shocked, but as i reached for my
knife with my free hand, his dagger slipped across my stomach. I threw
him against a wall, kicking the his hand with the gun, and coming down
stabbing him in the shoulder blade with my prised dagger i took from a SS
guard.
The youth died or fainted, and i ran down the ally to catch up with the
rest of my squad. Sniper bullets rang out, hitting one Brit. We ran for
cover and turned a corner. Some of us jumped into an broken shop window,
and took fire from the building across the way. The american and one
Brit scrambled for cover as they where shot at, both where killed.
Next the enemy showed his face as three others of the Hitler Youth rose
from the building across the street. I peeked up seeing the three and told
the remaining three others. We Scrambled each in a different direction
forming a semi-circle surrounding formation around the teens. They went
back to back firing mp-40s and a mp-44 in the biggest ones hands.
One of us dropped, and one of them... Then, they ran back to their
original hold at the building. With intermediate fire on us, we
approached. Slowly and carefully we entered the building, I in the
middle. From behind the door a savage child stabbed one of us in the
back, and while running for cover slashed me across the face.
We engaged in a fire fight between the four of us. It lasted for about
half an hour, inside a warehouse like building using anything we could
for cover. Then they rose the white flag. We watched them slowly walk
out of their cover, then half way to us, 10 feet away maybe, they stop.
A sniper bullet from the right swished pass my face, We both turned to
shoot the sniper, when the two teen charged us. We fought for 5 minutes
when a voice cried out Achtung! we all turned to look and saw 15-20
SS men in the doorway. The one took this as an advantage and stabbed the
last Brit as the SS laughed.
Jabbing at me, a swept to the side and grabbed him by the wrist,
swinging him into a pillar, when the final shot rang out... The SS
officer shot me, and I tumbled to the floor, laying in a pool of
dripping, crimson life. They left, think i was dead. I heard rumbles
of tanks out side. I rose, and took the knife from the back of my
comrades neck. It read Blut und Ehre, Blood and Honor is the
english translation. In the handle was a red, white, and black swastika.
After a while i managed to bandage my self up, and stand straight.
sneaking back to the landing zone, my pride vanished as i saw we where
defeated by the kids fueled only by the love of their nation, and a
desire to preserve their heritage. The unit was never destroyed, but
Poland seemed to have been.
And to the day, of 1960, the time of writing this, I still have the
knife. For die Blut und Ehre, Meine Ehre Hiesst Treue!
For the blood and honor, my honor is loyalty!
Call Goat Blowers Anonymous for the LATEST HOE!
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So This is How it Ends for Us?
By: Abigwar
This file is fiction, any relation to real events
is completely a figment of Abigwars imagination.
It was before the break of American involvement in the war, Official
involvement that is. Im not authorized to release the date or year for
another 22 years. Somewhere in Germany we met our match. A squad of
Hitler Youth. Referred to as Hj, as the germanic initials would be.
This is the story of our mission to recover a stolen code breaker foiled
by kids....
Through out mission debriefing they said this one would be so simple
it should take less than an hour to complete, well, except for the time
to get in and out from a distance. The mission was to get back a British
made decrypting unit. Originally it was being shipped to resistance
fighters in poland, the British where backing them. The unit could offer
a chance to get the resistance on step ahead of the SA which was
affectionately know as the Strum Abteilungs or stormtroopers.
Apparently German ships had spotted it, boarded it and taken over the
small vessel disguised as a merchant ship. The unit Taken. The ship
Sunk. The Crew MIA.
Now, of course they really wanted the unit back, It was a proto-type
that selectively can decode American, British, German, and Russian
cyphering. But they showed some heart at our great suprise and
disadvantage, for the crew. Basically not to rescue them, but rather...
Kill them before they can interrogated which according to British
intelligence, hadnt happened yet.
This was a volunteer mission, and i was with out good assignment at the
time, so i signed up. Only select people where chosen. The ones basically
with nothing to loose or no family. This was a joint mission with
the British agents as well.. It was 2 Yanks, 5 Brits.
The Brits flew us in on a plan that resembled a german jet, with
camo and insignia to match, We where above the landing zone so we dropped.
Eventually when we hit the ground we worked out our plan on the map.
We where to stay on the road as much as possible, but avoid being spotted
at any cost. Our uniforms where British to avoid any possible accusation
of American involvement if we where captured.
According to the map, it was only 20km to the end of the destination.
In the distance was a great roar, and a cloud of dust could be seen.
We took positions off to the side of the road. Well out of sight.
In about 6 minutes A line of 10 Panzers came through, each towing heavy
artillery. The tanks were followed by 2 halftracks and a golf-cart like
voltswagon. The 2 halftracks had at least a dozen and a half of the
Waffen-SchutzSstaffel Armed-Elite Guard or SS in each.
The convoy was moving slow. 15mph at the most. I took this to be from
the slow pace of the tanks in the front, which next i was to learn false.
About 5km down the road we heard a lighter roar, Again we moved. 2 panzers
towing the same artillery flew by at about 25mph, A shocking speed. We
carried on.
We came to a bridge with a checkpoint to the side closest to us on it.
We observed it about 1km down the road, just in time. We move off the side
and waited for twilight. Come little darkness we moved through the bush
swiftly. Formations of what I found out to be Stukas from a Brit flew
overhead as we started down the bank to the river.
Suddenly my foot hold gave out, and a fell some 6 feet where i was
greeted by a guard and his german sheparded. I grabbed for my dagger and
thrusted it through the back of the dogs neck as the dog savagely chewed
my arm. As i was reaching for my knife the other American Derek jumped
off the embankment and garroted the brown-shirted guard.
In the weeds at the base of the bank, The Brit i came to know as Ian
assembled a german 98k mauser, bolt action rifle, which he would use to
snipe off the guard and dog on the other bank. The stukas still flew
overhead making an unnerving noise. The first shot rang out, and the
soldier dropped the second and the stunned dog fell down the bank to the
rocky river below.
We forged the river, and climbed up the steep hill. At the top we
rested for a moment and walked on. At the outskirts of the town, it
seemed abandoned, like it was supposed to be, with only a few guards
remaining. The town was abandoned because the German intelligence
learned that the British might revenge bomb the area. Truthfully the
Brits started the rumor to clear the town, knowing they wouldnt dare
move the unit from its cover, and put it in danger... They also knew
that the germans knew Britain wouldnt bomb an empty town.
We entered the city and spotted two of the Waffen-SS. Stealthfully
we killed them and hid the bodies. We worked our way down a back ally
which lead up to the target building. Then, a childs voice rang out
just feet behind me, and 3 shots rang off. We raised our hands, and
slowly turned around.
Standing not two feet from me with a Mp-40 in his hand was a young
member of the Hitler youth. Seeing only one i grabbed the barrel and
thrusted it up and back.. The youth was shocked, but as i reached for my
knife with my free hand, his dagger slipped across my stomach. I threw
him against a wall, kicking the his hand with the gun, and coming down
stabbing him in the shoulder blade with my prised dagger i took from a SS
guard.
The youth died or fainted, and i ran down the ally to catch up with the
rest of my squad. Sniper bullets rang out, hitting one Brit. We ran for
cover and turned a corner. Some of us jumped into an broken shop window,
and took fire from the building across the way. The american and one
Brit scrambled for cover as they where shot at, both where killed.
Next the enemy showed his face as three others of the Hitler Youth rose
from the building across the street. I peeked up seeing the three and told
the remaining three others. We Scrambled each in a different direction
forming a semi-circle surrounding formation around the teens. They went
back to back firing mp-40s and a mp-44 in the biggest ones hands.
One of us dropped, and one of them... Then, they ran back to their
original hold at the building. With intermediate fire on us, we
approached. Slowly and carefully we entered the building, I in the
middle. From behind the door a savage child stabbed one of us in the
back, and while running for cover slashed me across the face.
We engaged in a fire fight between the four of us. It lasted for about
half an hour, inside a warehouse like building using anything we could
for cover. Then they rose the white flag. We watched them slowly walk
out of their cover, then half way to us, 10 feet away maybe, they stop.
A sniper bullet from the right swished pass my face, We both turned to
shoot the sniper, when the two teen charged us. We fought for 5 minutes
when a voice cried out Achtung! we all turned to look and saw 15-20
SS men in the doorway. The one took this as an advantage and stabbed the
last Brit as the SS laughed.
Jabbing at me, a swept to the side and grabbed him by the wrist,
swinging him into a pillar, when the final shot rang out... The SS
officer shot me, and I tumbled to the floor, laying in a pool of
dripping, crimson life. They left, think i was dead. I heard rumbles
of tanks out side. I rose, and took the knife from the back of my
comrades neck. It read Blut und Ehre, Blood and Honor is the
english translation. In the handle was a red, white, and black swastika.
After a while i managed to bandage my self up, and stand straight.
sneaking back to the landing zone, my pride vanished as i saw we where
defeated by the kids fueled only by the love of their nation, and a
desire to preserve their heritage. The unit was never destroyed, but
Poland seemed to have been.
And to the day, of 1960, the time of writing this, I still have the
knife. For die Blut und Ehre, Meine Ehre Hiesst Treue!
For the blood and honor, my honor is loyalty!
Call Goat Blowers Anonymous for the LATEST HOE!
6/ .. 215 750 - 0392 .. 9
oo This Issues Featured Support Board is: oo/
WW WW The Land of Rape and Honey WW WW
609 698 - 1358
...the kings of modern goofiness...
Copyright c 1994 HoE Publications and Abigwar. 67 - 04/12/95
All rights Reserved, cause Im cool!
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