I hear the wailing of sirens as if they were children dropping their ice cream. The loud speaker turns on in a panic "The Enemy is ambushing us, Take defensive tactical maneuvers!". My commander orders us to gear up and tells us this isn't a drill. We head out, I see spotlights glimmering in the night sky. The engine grinds into a rumble and we start our journey into the unknown darkness. My crew and I are one of the elite teams, the Germans are the foolish cat that picked a fight with a wasp nest. I know this forest like the back of my hand. The cat will not survive.
