....*As I run outside, an entire unit of Nazi super soldaten catch a glimpse of me, and I immediately have the single thought of: "Ohfuck"* *I draw my rifle and shoot pointlessly at their heavily armored midsections, all while backing away toward the fuel depot, a plan already mustering up in my head* BT, draw them to the fuel depository, we'll blow these fuckers sky high! >Affirmative pilot, leading them your way now< *I run and slide under the entry bar, grappling onto the fuel line as I do, causing it to disconnect and soak the dirt with diesel* C'mon you nazi fucks, let's go, show me what you got! *The Soldaten proceed to crumple the bar as if were made of tissue paper and step within five feet of me, I leap onto the closest one, jam a shape charge into the weak spot in its neck, and attempt a front roll off of it, as I kick the other one in the back of the legs, as i execute another roll away from the fuel depot, I fire a single shot from my colt .45 at the fuel trail, setting the first one alight, and with the same motion, I shoot the shape charge in the second one's neck, thus eliminating .001 percent of the main problem...*

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