Clay Swords and Crossed Dimensions.

1944

             West German Front.

             Normandy, France.

Lt. Krieger watched in his amphibious lander as it drew near the shore, the concrete bunkers of the germans grew larger, artillery shells started to nail the water around the lander, the germans peppered the landers with machinegun fire, killing a few unlucky soldiers poking their heads above the metal barriers.

"So what's the plan?" Krieger asked the squad sergeant, Sergeant Keys.

"Hit the dirt and run like hell to get out of the of the machinegun fire, para boys should of taken out some of the artillery, we go in and storm them boys, alright?" The sergeant said, no one said anything to reply to him, they were all having jitters about what would happen to them.

The landing doors dropped and machinegun fire ripped into the occupants, Krieger saw five men get cut down in front of him, he made his way out of lander, he was sickened by the onslaught as he hid behind a tank trap, he watched more lander's ramps fall and more men get cut down by the machinegun fire, he held his M1 Garand tightly in his hands and ran for another tank trap further up the beach, another man ran parallel to him on the beach, the machineguns cut him down and tried to take out Krieger as well but he got to the tank trap before he could get mauled by the bullets. He looked around for his squads lander, it was where it had been but bodies littered the space around it, he was the only one to actually escape from the carnage.

"Shit, shit shit!" Krieger yelled as he surveyed the beach, all the transports had been disabled or blown up, no american troops were left standing other than Krieger, he looked out in the distance he saw more transports coming to the beach, the wounded were crying out in pain, he tried focusing on other things than trying to help, it would be senseless to try and help someone when you know if you step out of cover you'd get shot.  He saw the transports coming closer and growing larger as they came to the slaughter.

"Ok I'll run when they land, they won't see me coming." Krieger thought as he got himself physced to do this, the transports ramps hit the ground and the machinegun fire came to life again, Krieger ran up towards the hill, he fired two rounds into a german, the nazi was killed immediately as the rounds collided with his stomach and face, a nazi came out of the bunker and ran towards Krieger, he tried to smash Krieger with his gun, Krieger weaved around the gun and stabbed the german with a bayonet on his rifle, the german growled at being stabbed, he swung at Krieger again and hit the american in the stomach, Krieger gasped and lashed out at the nazi, the bayonet collided with his arm causing the german to howl in pain and drop his gun, the american took advantage of this and used his rifle butt to smash in the german's head, Krieger approached the bunker and checked his gear for any explosives, he found none and swore,  Krieger checked his gear again to make sure he hadn't slipped up and missed something, he found nothing once again.

"Fuck! No nades, guess I'll have to try and just kill them all." He ran into the bunker and the machinegunner was unprepared for the attack, Kriegers rifle bucked and let out the bullet, the unsuspecting nazi cried out in pain as the round hit him, a german fired his hand held machinegun at Krieger, the Lieutenant dove for the doorway, the machinegunner trailed his movements while firing the LMG, he had made it around the door in time and bullets shredded the other side of the door, Krieger heard the gun stop firing and popped out of cover and fired at the reloading gunner, a round caught him in the leg and another in the stomach, he finished of the german with a bayonet thrust to the chest.

"Satchel charge going in!" Yelled a voice in english, before Krieger could yell he was friendly the charge was thrown in and detonated.

Everything was fuzzy and it hurt to move, american soldiers moved into the wrecked bunker, Krieger was sitting up near a wall, his legs had been blown off in the blast, he was deaf in one ear from the shockwave and sound of the explosion and shrapnel had dug itself into the unlucky soldier. The american soldiers saw him and tried to move him but couldn't, the shrapnel had him stuck to the wall.

"It's gonna be okay, alright we'll patch you up." said the squads combat medic, Krieger knew he was wrong, no one survived injuries like this, it had started to rain tremendously outside of the bunker, it was clear not even five minutes ago, Krieger sat agaisnt the wall, bleeding to death, the combat medics weren't trained for this sort of injury but tried nonetheless. Krieger felt cold, he knew what this meant, he had lost to much blood and was gonna be dead any minute, his vision blotted and the medics walked away and so did the rest of the squad, his vision faded nothing was visible as darkness reigned in his eyes, thunder cracked and a lightning bolt hit the bunker.

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A/N

Just to make things clear, Krieger is my OC while Conner is Skully's so yeah just to get everything straight!