Unfortunately.
– Have you gone crazy? You won't let me pass.
– Where did you come from, you scoundrel?
– You are the scoundrels, – the tanker takes out a pistol and wounds the speaker.
The soldiers looked at the swastikas – something was wrong. They remembered that the battalion commander had warned them not to trust anyone except those they knew. They remembered that if they let a violator pass, they would be sent to a disciplinary battalion for five years, and they would return crippled. And they see that the violator is not giving up – but if he were one of their own, say, some kind of inspection, he would immediately “surrender” and praise them for their vigilance. But now he even intends to shoot at them!
And they fired grenades again. Their enemy spies will not fool them. Well, if they killed someone extra, they will somehow cover it up, but if they let him pass, their entire unit will suffer.
e si ieu muoir, er mi grans deliuriers