Squinting eyes
Thinks inside
Motivation
Demise and vice
Determination
Strikes him like a bell
He squats
Ready to run
Bullet speed
Bullet speed
Bullet...
There is no time
Desperation
Headquarters far
German turrets active
Trouble
Follow
Make way
A death quest
He jumps
First step
What a shocker
Clinching fists
Muscles tight
Can't breathe
Heave
Heave
Conquer the fight
Run
Fast
Furious
Quicker
Quicker
And then,
First bunker alert
Rushing and Rushing
Some more heaving
Rushing
Rushing
Sweat dripping
Face hardening
Red like fire
Tense bloodshot eyes
Chance takes it play
50-50
He is the prey
Life or death
No!
No!
No!
The soldier tripped
Doomed
Three foot deep pit
The gunman kept firing
Snarling
Shark's teeth
Taunting his comrades
Heathen from Hell
BOOM! !
Bigger than any sound ever heard
Smoke
Dust
Blood
Cries from Nazi soldiers
Finished
The lonely American soldier stood our of his pit
An air strike had been called
Into the radio, he spoke,
'General, I found dignity, at last.'
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