The building was up ahead,
and he couldn't have been happier to see it. The bullet in his
shoulder was not letting him forget its whereabouts, and the pain was
tremendous. The door opened before he stepped up to it, and two
allied soldiers came out and helped him inside.
to hell Lieutenant, it used to be France." commented one of the
The sound of mortar fire and bomb shells echoed in the
distance. The war was still in full swing, and he did not see a full
end to it in sight. In his opinion, D-Day was a failure. They sat him
on a cot and a sweaty man with a large cigar came and looked at him.
"Got a bullet in your shoulder have you?"
The man opened a satchel and removed a pair of pliers
from within it. He motioned for the two men that brought him in, and
they held him down. He now had a fairly good idea what was about to
happen. The doctor put a thick piece of leather in the lieutenants
mouth, and jammed the pliers into the wound. Pain erupted from what
felt like everywhere, and muffled screams filled the bullet riddled
building they were currently held up in.
The pliers came out, and
in their grasp was the bullet.
"There we go, ain't that a
The doctor then used his cigar to close the wound.
The man spit out the leather tongue protector and screamed.
the hell is going on out there?" screamed a voice with no body.
The lieutenant sat up and
began wrapping his wound with some gauze.
was that?" he asked
"That's the commanders voice.
He is the one who is going to win the war." one of the soldiers
"What do you mean?" The lieutenant
The doctor came over and sat down next to him. He
handed him a cigar, and the lieutenant accepted. After lighting it,
the doctor began the story.
"He was sent here because of
his uncanny knowledge of defense, and he is a great tactician. It is
as if he knows what the Germans are going to do before they know it,
and he stops them every time. You know they only gave him us seven
people to lead, and we have killed over two hundred Germans."
The lieutenant was amazed. This man must of been a battle
hardened veteran. A Patton or Eisenhower was need out here in all of
"Can I meet him?"
ask, but he is a very private man. He likes to be left alone unless
we are fighting. That is why he is in that room over yonder. To be
The doctor motioned to a door marked "EMPLOYEE'S
ONLY" only it was in French. The lieutenant got up and walked
over to the door. He knocked, and received no answer.
sir, my name is Lieutenant Thomas Reef, I was wondering if I could
talk to you, about your plans of attack?"
still no answer. He put his ear to the door and thought he could hear
some strange beeping sounds coming from the room, but suddenly the
stopped, and he could hear footsteps.
"Listening in on
other people is quite rude lieutenant." came a voice from the
other side of the door.
He could hear laughing from the other
men. The door opened to reveal something the lieutenant had not been
expecting. The man on the other side to the door was barley out of
his teens, he was maybe twenty, twenty-four at the oldest. How could
such a young man be considered a great military mind.
year were you born in?" the lieutenant asked
the commander asked smiling he looked in the eyes of the lieutenant
and answered, "I'm haven't even been born yet lieutenant. You
sure are having a distasteful tone with some one who out ranks you."
"I'm sorry commander. What are your plans on getting us
out of here?"
"We are not leaving. Not for another
four hours. Then the Germans will have left this town and moved on to
the next one. You see they already checked this part of the town,
they are not coming back this way. Once they leave, we are to sneak
up behind them, and take them out."
The men cheered
behind him. He smiled and saluted his men, who saluted him back.
"You are welcome to join us lieutenant. That is unless
you are uncomfortable taking orders from someone younger than
The lieutenant nodded that he was not, and
the commander smiled once again.
"That is good, because
if you were uncomfortable, I would have ordered you to stay, and then
you wouldn't have a good time. So relax, you are in no danger here.
I'm sorry about your troop, they were brave men." the commander
walked back into his room, and shut the door.
went back to his cot and sat down.
"How could he have
known that my troop was wiped out, I haven't said anything?" he
thought to himself as he lay down, and fell asleep.
inside the office, and where no one had entered the commander sat
down and yawned. This had been everything he hoped for. The
excitement, the danger, and the loyalty of men. All the experiments
he had gone through to get to this point in time, and all the history
he had to learn.
Beside the commander were a dozen text books
some marked "American History" and other were "World
War II for Dummies" and "The Art of War". He spent
four years studying for this moment, and it was all working for him
now. He went into his duffel and removed the instrument that created
the beeping sound the lieutenant had heard. It would be over soon,
and he would go back to his own time, and just as well, for his
Gameboy was running out of batteries, and this was the best game of
Tetris he had ever played.
The End ?
2006 or is it 1946???