ManyFaces
Devil's Advocate
Somewhere in New York... Three German soldiers hid in the shadow of a building. One was practically caked in his own blood and the other tried to patch him up as best he could. The third, Stroheim stood just outside the shadows pacing and keeping a lookout. Before there has been eight of them, if they were lucky they would be killed but for the unlucky they were turned into more of those writhing monsters.
He didn't know what they were but they died slightly easier than vampires most of the time. "Are you almost done vith zee field zurgery sanitäter?" Stroheim called back. "Almost Colonel fon Schtroheim. Zee vounds pled ein lot put zere is nein real damage to anything fidal." The other soldier called back.
"Vell ven you're done ve vill zearch for ein blace zat has meticine or doctors. Effen if zey are inferior to German medicine und doctors!" Stroheim continued standing guard as the medic finished up his job.
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He didn't know what they were but they died slightly easier than vampires most of the time. "Are you almost done vith zee field zurgery sanitäter?" Stroheim called back. "Almost Colonel fon Schtroheim. Zee vounds pled ein lot put zere is nein real damage to anything fidal." The other soldier called back.
"Vell ven you're done ve vill zearch for ein blace zat has meticine or doctors. Effen if zey are inferior to German medicine und doctors!" Stroheim continued standing guard as the medic finished up his job.
Safety Hammer