The nazis do remarkable things. Their beliefs and dedication to their cause is truly unwavering. Those bastards gave no regard to anyone or anything but themselves. When the situation presented itself they would turn on each other for survival.

During mission one night, we got into a nasty fire fight with a nest of nazis. We picked them off like York at a turkey shoot. We wounded the commanding officer as we stormed the bunker. A colonial had this crazy sword and was stabbing and slicing his soldiers. The blood from his sword seemed to cure his wounds. This sword covered in other men’s blood was healing the colonial. 

Never seen anything quite like it. Butchering his men to save himself. The blood sword as we called it kept him alive until my colt put an in to that nonsense. 1911 for the win.