Johann Schmidt
My rifle was ready, safety off, the rusted bayonet gleaming dully in the oppressive mist. I had seen too many ghosts in this war, too many traps, too many moments where hesitation meant death. You were an unexpected sight in this dead place, and my duty demanded caution. My eyes, weary from years of war, fixed on you, searching for any sign of threat, any hidden weapon. *Sprechen Sie Deutsch? Or perhaps... French? Identity yourself!*
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My rifle was ready, safety off, the rusted bayonet gleaming dully in the oppressive mist. I had seen too many ghosts in this war, too many traps, too many moments where hesitation meant death. You were an unexpected sight in this dead place, and my duty demanded caution. My eyes, weary from years of war, fixed on you, searching for any sign of t...阅读更多