(1977) The Bloody Road to Death by Sven Hassel

Author:Sven Hassel
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
ISBN: 9780752882307
Publisher: Cassell
Published: 1979-01-02T05:00:00+00:00

Porta drops a hand on Carl’s shoulder.

‘Run for it, if you want! We won’t shoot, and we won’t report for a couple of days that you’ve gone missing.’

‘You’ll be jailed yourselves,’ says Carl.

‘To ’ell with that,’ says Tiny. ‘We know what it’s like.’

‘I wouldn’t get far. The headhunters’d get me,’ considers Carl.

‘Get to bleedin’ ’Olland,’ suggests Tiny. ‘You could ’ide on a bleedin’ river boat an’ swim to England, mate.’

‘You can’t swim to England,’ protests Carl.

‘Some lucky bleeders’ve done it,’ says Tiny, optimistically.

‘With just a little bit of luck I’d’ve been born somewhere else than in Germany,’ sighs Carl despairingly.

‘Luck’s everything’ says Tiny, spitting into the wind.

‘I want to thank you for looking after me the way you have,’ says Carl. ‘I didn’t mean what I said when I bawled you out.’

‘’Ad a bit o’ fun, didn’t we?’ asks Tiny.

‘You’re telling me! says Carl with a quiet smile. ‘But in one way I’d sooner have had a quicker trip here. Being with you two makes the jail seem worse somehow.’

‘You’ll soon get used to it,’ Porta consoles him. ‘But don’t cross ’em. Whatever they say do it without question. You can get what you want from life long as you can fit in!’

‘You can’t beat them bastards,’ says Tiny knowledgeably. ‘I was the toughest bastard they’ve ever ’ad. They still boast about me. But they broke me inside two months.’

They didn’t make you soft!’ says Carl with a crooked smile, eyeing Tiny’s huge, muscular body.

‘No, nobody can do that,’ says Tiny with conviction. ‘I’d let ’em kill me first! No, I saw the bleedin’ light an’ did what they told me. Then they left me alone.’

Thanks for ‘the advice,’ nods Carl. ‘I’ll remember it.’

‘Im buying,’ says Porta. ‘Wildkatze!’

They go back through the park to the ’Hapsburg Court’. They get down several Wildkatze.

‘Let’s get it over with,’ says Carl decisively. ‘I feel easier about it now.’

They pull their equipment into position, and check one another.

A former feldwebel, too old for Hitler’s army, inspects them carefully. He nods, satisfied.

‘Now you can go in there without a qualm. You’re more correctly dressed than the drawings in the bloody manual.’

‘Boot studs!’ shouts their host, in fear.

The feldwebel looks their boots over. Tiny is short of three studs. One of the guests rushes out and procures them. They are ready to go.

They swing their Mpi’s over their shoulders and place Carl between them.

‘If I run into ’Ell’ound ’Einrich I’ll let the shit out of ’is ’ead on the bleedin’ spot,’ promises Tiny, patting his Mpi.

‘Don’t,’ says the old feldwebel from the Kaiser’s army. ‘Wait till the war’s over. In the disturbances that will follow it you can fix him any way you want to.’

Then I’ll pull ’is bleedin’ lights out through ’is arse’ole an’ push ’em into ’is bleedin’ ears!’ shouts Tiny, enraged.

Take it easy,’ pleads Carl. ‘Ten years is enough for me.’

The guests stand in the doorway to see them off.

The Guard Commander, a feldwebel, regards them suspiciously with ice-cold eyes. They have entered a different world.

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