Night of the Nazi Zombies by Michael G. Thomas Read Free Book Online Page B

backup to the impossible situation the two men had recently found themselves in.
    “Speak up man, what did you find?” ordered an exasperated Lieutenant Harvey.
    “Well Sir, we examined the convoy and as expected, the vehicles were abandoned.   One is still on fire, the rest look abandoned, not sure if they still work.   We would have looked further…but”
    “But what?” intervened Sergeant Smith.
    Harris stepped up, adding to Chard’s description, “Well, we found bodies…lots of bodies.”
    “So they must have been hit by the rest of our unit then,” said a satisfied Harvey before he was interrupted by Chard.
    “No, Sir.   The men weren’t shot, they were attacked by some kind of animal.”
    Harvey and Smith both looked unimpressed.   Smith spoke first.
    “What do you mean some kind of animal?   There must have been thirty plus men there, all armed and all ready for a fight.”
    Harris carried on.
    “You’re right, we found them, at least thirty bodies, all mutilated and still bleeding.   Some of them had their throats torn out, it was…” Harris bent over and vomited on the grass.
    Smith thought for a moment and then turned to Harvey, offering his suggestion.
    “I don’t know what’s going on Sir, but I can tell you it’s something we need to keep well away from.   We don’t have time to mess around any longer, we need to get to the bridge and fast.”
    Lieutenant Harvey nodded in agreement, “Yes, we can’t stay here and we need to get to the rendezvous, pronto.   Put out scouts and let’s get going.”  
    Smith saluted and moved to the men at the glider.   He pulled his Sten gun to the side, making it easier to move and headed directly to where Chard and Trent were standing.   As he approached Trent stopped speaking and turned to the sergeant.
    “Right, you know the drill.   You two, you’re on point.   Get the rest formed up.   We need to get the rendezvous and fast.”
    The two men split up, passing on Smith’s orders.   Within seconds the unit was loaded up and already moving off in a column, running parallel with the convoy and road, but keeping at a safe distance from the previous ambush.   Two of the soldiers finished their preparations and set the remains of the glider alight, ensuring any equipment the depleted unit couldn’t carry would not fall into the enemy’s hands.  
    The only thing left to do was to leave a few surprises for Jerry.   This was a task that Lance Sergeant Jones was finishing with a great deal of relish.   What better way to use up the surplus weaponry they couldn’t carry than to use it against any following Germans?

CHAPTER THREE
    The British Airborne soldiers advanced along the riverbank, the battle at the AA emplacement and the butchered German convoy now well and truly out of sight.   The depleted unit, thought suffering from their unfortunate losses in both the glider crash and battle, was still in high spirits.   They had been training for many months for the opening of the Second Front and every man knew they needed to get to the bridge and to their mission objective.   Failure to reach their allotted position would both adversely affect the outcome of the initial landings and also leave their unit alone and dangerously exposed.   A short distance ahead of the column Chard and Trent were on point, followed by Sergeant Smith and seven men carrying a mixture of Sten and Enfield rifles.
    Lieutenant Harvey and three more soldiers brought up the rear.   This last party also carried the unit’s heavier weapons including the two inch mortar and the Bren gun.   On top of their standard kit several of the men also carried captured German weapons, though the one being talked about the most was the Panzerfaust being carried by Archer.     This unusual weapon was a recoilless German support weapon.   Unlike the other weapons carried by the paratroopers, this one consisted of a small, disposable preloaded launch tube firing a high