PROLOGUE

  Date: 04/12/1974

  Private Edward Kowalski

  Parisian Front

  The weather outside is a mix of rain and smoke. The sky is filled with the sounds of planes attacking each other. Meanwhile, in bunker A-6 near Versailles, the tension is rising. The group that was sent to plant dynamite on the rails to Nanzig hasn't returned yet.

  "Is anyone there? It's Private Kowalski. If anyone hears this, we need medics at A-6. I repeat, we need medics at A-6..."

  Edward yells into the radio, hoping that someone from OFN backup will hear it. Edward stands up from his chair and runs to the command room.

  "What do you want, Private?" yells the Captain at Edward. "No word from OFN, sir. We might not get support, and our boys will for sure die without medicine. We need..."

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  Edward says calmly to the Captain.

  "That's horrible. Anyway, the scouts did find a big crate from the train that was heading to the German side from Nanzig..."

  The Captain points at the crate, which has some tape on it and a metal lock. Then the Captain shoots the lock and opens the crate.

  "Whoa—" says Edward.

  Then boom, the alarm went off and everyone ran to their defense positions.

  "Get the crate to the storage room, it's the project Dr. Kavel was looking for near Germania!"

  the Captain yells at Edward as he takes the crate to the storage room, while more bullets are fired. And then everything goes quiet. The bunker is abandoned, and the fighting outside continues...