Lt Jenkins sprinted through the woods, sweat soaking his uniform and stinging his eyes. He wiped his fore head and stopped to check his surroundings. The mission he thought to himself had gone to pot, most of his force wiped out of captured but Sgt Harwood had grabbed Professor Lange and his squad destroyed the horror factory which would keep command happy at least. The 2 men with him stopped, bundled a body to the floor. They started to scan the area with their weapons, eyes straining into the dark and breathing heavily. Hurried Foot falls approached behind the 3 British soldiers, Lt Jenkins readied his Sten gun and he whispered "Utrinque"
The foot steps stopped and hard breathing could be heard.
"Utrinque!!" Jenkins said again in ernest.
"Paratus!" Came the reply in a gruff Geordie accent. Jenkins lowered his weapon and breathed out the tension. 9 paratroopers walked into view all sweating from the hard run they had just done. Sgt Harwood came over and stood by Jenkins.
"Sir, Colin and Jimmy are just behind keeping a watch on the rear. We any nearer to the meeting point? It's awful lonely out here" Sgt Harwood asked coolly but clearly unnerved, suddenly a wolf like cry howled through the night sky.
"Careful what you wish for sergeant " Jenkins clapped the well built Geordie on the shoulder trying to appear carm. He pulled out his map and shone a red torch over it.
"Looks like we are not to far from our lines but let's still say sharp ok, no time to be already drinking the hot tea I'm sure is waiting for us. "
Harwood nodded and walked back over to the soldiers whispering words of encouragement and advice. Jenkins folded up the map, he turned to his 2 men and whispered "Get the good Professor up. We'll be off soon"
The wolf like cry sounded again but a gun shot cut it short. Jenkins head snapped in the direction of the shot, 2 heavily camofluaged men walked into view and quickly spoke to Sgt Harwood. He strode over,
"Sir, Jimmy apologizes for the shot but a German wolf man got too damn close for comfort. Colin reports that he can hear engine noises and
Troops in the distance. I think they want their Professor back." Harwood took his beret off and scratched his head. Jenkins remembering a piece of intel absently said "I think a certain SS officer wants the Professor back. For what end, I don't know andnim not sure I want to"
An inhuman howl echoed in the sky. Jenkins flinched, "Nachtjager.......let's get the hell out of here sergeant! "
Harwood nodded and signalled to the two snipers who melted into the bushes as a rear guard. The remaining troops looked to Jenkins, he pointed in the direction of the extraction point and signalled the advance.
The small band of soldiers moved out into the night gloom.
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