Blood of Vipers
“The Russians pulled Cal out of the cellar and threw him face down to the ground.
“Americanski!” he cried. “Americanski!”
More Russians stood in a semi-circle, armed with rifles. Two soldiers pawed through his pockets, groped him from head to foot, and then hauled him to his feet. They pulled him to one side, and a soldier stood behind him, threw his arm around Cal’s neck, and placed the barrel of a pistol to his temple.
“American not move,” the man said.
“I have prisoners,” he said, as two soldiers descended to the cellar and yelled for backup. Two more Russians followed them down. Several others stood at the ready surrounding the bulkhead doors.
“American prisoners, you understand. I am an American lieutenant, and I have taken German prisoners of war, in accordance with the Geneva Conventions and international law.”
“Not move!”
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