The Coldest Winter by Jason Kristopher

Author:Jason Kristopher [Kristopher, Jason]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Horror
Publisher: Grey Gecko Press
Published: 2013-09-19T05:00:00+00:00

The ride was bumpy in the back of the covered transport truck, and the prisoners were scared. Randall didn’t know if they were more afraid of him than the Germans, but he couldn’t tell them much more than przyjaciel - Polish for ‘friend’ - and hope they got the point. I’m sure telling them they can’t leave the truck really helped that idea along.

The truck slowed, and he knew they’d come to the gates of the camp. He motioned for everyone to get down, but apparently the guards just waved them through, as no one took a look under the flap. It was bitterly cold that evening though, so it didn’t come as much of a surprise.

The truck began backing up to the building, and Randall and his men got the civilians to take cover as best as they could, ducking underneath the seats and toward the front of the truck as much as possible. Quietly, he and the troopers readied their Thompson submachine guns and took positions as the truck parked and the driver shut it down.

“Was ist los?” came a voice as the building door opened and shut.

Now that the engine was quiet, Randall heard in the distance a single hoot from an owl—the team’s prearranged signal for the number of guards meeting the truck. He slung his gun and drew his combat knife instead, waiting for the guard to peel back the truck’s cover. Flinging it up and to one side, the guard barely had time to gasp in surprise before Randall’s blade took him point-first under the chin, with the other troopers hauling the luckless man inside the truck, where he flopped on the floorboards for a moment before finally going still.

Randall was surprised that none of the prisoners cried out, but they looked like they’d seen worse. Plus, hey, I just killed a German. One sure way of making them realize we’re on their side. The troopers piled out of the truck, dropping down and out of view of the windows in the building, the bulk of the truck blocking them from easy view of the bunkhouse and colonel’s quarters on the other side.

Randall made a circling motion in the general direction of the treeline where he knew Carlyle and the Rabbi were perched, and got two single hoots in return. Randall grinned. Lotta owls out tonight, I guess. “You two, take the building. Can’t be more than a few in there. You two, with me,” he said. “Move out.”

The two snipers were covering them and Murphy, who even now would be moving quickly across the no man’s land from the treeline to the fence, readying his flamethrower. The other two troopers entered the lab building, and he and his men headed for the bunkhouse in a crouching run, staying to the shadows as much as possible. As they got closer, Randall realized how fortunate they were that their target only had one entrance. They each took two grenades off their belts as Randall carefully

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