Few months ago, you were on this fucking Omaha
Beach. Your sergeant Jack, you and 3
Tommies are the DEATH SQUAD. You are here to
infiltrate enemy-occupied territory and to kick the Nazi's
ass!
Hey
dude, Wake up!
It's a
pain in the ass. Sure we've killed this german Oberst, but one of
our reconnaissance aircraft has seen a german platoon with
Maschinengewehr hidden in the meadow.
But the
pilot screwed up!Look,
this is his aircraft!
We've to smoke out these germans. This pilot pisses me of! Before
to get shot, he gave their coordinates and their direction too and
he did the same for the german platoon.
Death
Squad:
48°40.390 N- 005°56.460 E to 48°40.280 N- 005°58.080
E
German
Platoon:
48°39.880 N- 005°56.830 E to 48°40.800 N- 005°57.690
E
Look!
There is something up that hill! Go inside and prime a firebomb to
burn'em out!
We have an important information from
the french Resistance (groupe Mario): " Les toilettes dans votre
dos, à droite se trouve une petite pièce qui est le PC radio.
Rentrez dans la pièce suivante, un grand dortoire, et vous
trouverez ce que vous cherchez! Ne reveillez
personne! Signé:Mario"
Take
care! I don't want to read your fucking name on our KIA ( Killed In
Action) list.
