*1945*
Obergefreiter Schroeder ran through the forest, well-nigh of the Mann's had given up. Not Schroeder. Nor his three top officers, Sturmbannf & uuml ; hrer's, Amsel, Fleischer, and Faust, who ran behind him armed with MP-40's.
Faust turned around hearing the Americans drawing closer. He fired his MP-40, the artillery firing in a serial publication of *pops* as fire was returned through the buddy-buddy fog of the forest, except fast and furious. 
A thompson.
" giving up ! " an American voice cried,
" Fock you american piggy ! " Faust yelled in English language, his breath enlighten in the air, his stress thick, firing again.
" Ve get to my ca'zen ve dlive out of herel. " the doctor, Schoeder, said with choler in his eyes.
" Your precious fucking riech fell ! You lost ! Give it up ! " another American phonation yelled,
Faust pulled a hold fast grenade from his long black deep pelage, he pulled the top off throwing it. He turned forward his shoulders bounce back and forth with a glare foward as the Doctor turned around with his rueger firing three crack off as they zoomed into the fog with a fall out detonation hearing a few voices cry out in pain and shock.
" Ve vill rlesart ! A new vonderous Forth ri & euml ; ch. " the medico said he looked down to his silver flacon, " Under me. "
The audio of gunfire ripped out as the doctor fell. 
Red spurted out of his back.
Fleischer and Faust turned around going to one knee liberation in a sweeping material body yelling as Amsel checked on the scientist.
" Kann ich Ihnen helfen du ? ! " he yelled bending down,
" Nien... Ich sterbe... " Schoeder said slowly as he pulled a grenade from his lab coat, " Ve vill... Come coom back. " he promised in English pulling the top of the grenade, Amsel nodded at the doctor, set to die. He tossed it inbetween all of them.
*flash* with the start of an errupting roar.
Then nothing.

*Present* 
The ground shifted. A helmet rose from the ground. The cold decayed hands that had been beat for fifty years or so rose.
The undead Nazi stood staring into the sky. Amsel, inspected his case. There was something missing. His iron Cross of bravery.
His brothers, his belligerent in arms, rose.
" Vhat happened to zem ? I vont zem beek. " Faust said, his articulation extremely deep and gurtal.
" I agree, I sense their in the posession of a heef blreed. Let's meek her a visit and present her vhat to fear. " another said as the repose laughed viley.
Most Nazi's weren't evil. 
These ones however were. These unity killed Jews for sport.
Then their commander rose. A shredded lab pelage over a tattered uniform. 
" Za fourth ri & euml ; ch vill liase. Under me. " the obergefreiter's decayed lips curling into a beeming smile of horror.
The three nazi's stood at attention as they lifted there arm at a 45,
" Sieg Heil ! Heil Schoeder ! " they cried,
Schoeder not loosing his villianous smiled lifted his hand in comply.

Carmen walked down the street a week after her experience with the hanker slender man. The Carmel colored fair sex with blonde dyed hair and hazel eyes. 
With a sexy strut most of the men watched her as she walked out of any building. Her retentive, smooth out peg and nice round ass. 
Her Fatherhood was T. H. White, her mother was of Cherokee decent but her father was of German decent. Her grandfather was a Nazi she cherished her grandfathers documents. He was an officer in the third base Steve Reich. He had pictures of Jews in a tightness camp. She was obessed with the occult.
Since that week she had kept her new prize will power in her attic along with all of her other Nazi keepsake that she adored and collected. She wasn't a dumb miss. She knew a tangible nazi would kill her or at to the lowest degree keep her as a private piffling pet while severely beating her. But that was one affair that made it all the more sexy. She was something of a masochist. It was November seventh, and Fall had taken the barren streets of her fairly minor town. The was a nice big urban center only a few miles down the route but her boyfriend was here so were all of her friends. Her boyfriend was a skin-head. He loved to beat and mop up her. He also loved her heitage. He had another girlfriend, one that was perfect Andrew Dickson White but Carmen got the touch he loved her more then the white girl. Only wanted her for a white child to carry on his name. Besides Carmen would never need a kid.
She couldn't imagine her sexy body being turned into a big ugly lump.
She kept a Nazi ash grey falcon on her at all times. A natural endowment from slender man. She didn't know why but she wasn't going to ask, exactly.

" Come on, you don't want to stamp out her, she is a very devote adult female, very dedicated to the old way of life to the tierce riech. " Ean said, shaking like a foliage, Carmen's skin pass boyfriend.
" Tell us vhere she is ? Orl else ve'll tear this unscathed town to art object, helf-breed by helf-breed. " Schroeder said, Fleischer holding him by the elbows. Amsel and Faustus standing side by side to Schoeder with MP-40's.
" She's coming back from a company a mile or two away. She lives a blockage away. 1217, Mensens driving force. It's a red house. " he said,
" Zank you good man. Ve vill be in touch. " Schroeder promised as Freischer let the man go, " I may need your men. " Schoeder said walking out.
" Hey ! Her grand-dad was some sorting of full general of the SS or something ! " he called after them still in fear.

Carmen opened her door after twisting the key and hearing the click from the door. She entered her pitch black sign of the zodiac locking it, knowing that she just had to to hand to the left field to flip out on the light.
As she walked in, having just gotten back from piece of work at a gun entrepot, where she had met Ean, she pulled her purse off her shoulder and tussled her hair a bit. She was wearing yoga bloomers that stopped just above the ankle joint where there was a tatoo of a swastika. Her hair was yearn and silky black. She wore a stripped purple and white tank top and ankle high boots. black. She set her wrinkle down on the table before going to the mirror in the lavatory right succeeding to the kitchen. She looked at herself as the shadows behind her shifted. She puckered her lips, they were covered in a pale purple lipstick. Her fingernail covered in the same colored shade.
She heard the social movement door open.
" Hey babe, I threw some rocks at some niggers today. Then I kicked a hobo, I pretty certain he was Jewish. That make you hot ? " she said with a smile.
There was no answer as the room access slammed shut.
" Are you ok ? " she asked teasingly, " Are you in a bad mood ? " leaned back on the counter then lifting herself onto it crossing one leg over the former with cerebration of him choking her while slamming into her mingled into her mind. He tantalizing the thoughts letting them play as they got darker, and rougher.
Yet there was no answer.
" Ean ? " she called out, hopping off the tabular array and walking out. The door wasn't forced obviously and the only former one who had a key was Ean.
She started walking out as the lights turned off in the living room.
She rolled her eyes while smiling.
" Really ? " she asked thinking he was making a pathetic attack to frighten off her. She pressed on walking into the darkness looking for the other illumine switch. She flipped it on.
Her empty living room.
She looked down her hallway seeing a sillouette in the darkness.
" Hey whoreson, are you just gon na tolerate there ? Or... " she left the suppose linger as she turned around, lettig her hand slide from her waist down over her orchard apple tree ass in spandex, to the vertebral column of her thigh, " Do you want some of this instead. " she said turning her fountainhead back letting her hair hoo-hah back.
" I must admeet, you are featching for a helf blreed whore. " a rich gurtle, German language phonation said, she suddenly spun around. The shadow in the mansion moved forward into the light.
He vision was filled with the horrendous imagination of decaying numb pelt, life still in the monstrousitys red middle. A tattered red temporary hookup with a Hakenkreuz still on the arm. A ripped torn and worn lab coat.
She turned to the kitchen running in suddenly seeing another one, this meter it was in a grey uniform with an MP-40. She grabbed her bag as the undead Nazi pointed his artillery at her.
" Nicht bewegen ! " the heavy set articulation roared,
She immeditly ducked behind the counter screaming, " Fick dich ! " back in their own language pulling a glock from her purse.
The reception was the old rusty MP-40 being fired at the tabulator. A weapon system that rounds shouldn't of even fired.
" Fotze ! " the turgid hulking German Nazi roared.
Carmen fell out of the side of the heel counter, firing back. The Nazi took four bullets then hit the ground.
Carmen stood up running past the suddenly Nazi spitting upon him as she ran by.
She started up her stairs to get to higher priming. Seeing as it was her only selection at he time.

Fausts, hand clentched into a balled up fist, shaking in rage.
" Zicke ! " he roared standing back up as inglorious lumpy blood slowly leaving four station in his torso, " Dreckige Hure ! " he cried,
It was the inaugural time he had ever been bested, preserve one meeting with a grenade.
Amsel walked in.
" Are you ok ? " he asked standing over him.
Faust nodded standing up. His decayed fount contorted in choler as he pressed forward.
Carmen could here the dense step from below as they trudged up the stairs. She sat next to her chest filled with Nazi momentos. Including an old rueger which she dug out from the chest to facilitate protect herself along with her glock. 
Things were being thrown around down below. German language being squabble. She could give most of it but It was still intemperate to keep up with the fast speaking monsters. 
All the noise suddenly ceased.
She didn't daring relocation however. Suddenly holes formed all over the trading floor followed by the sound of MP-40's. She screamed as the slug riddled through and the threshold to the roof fell unfastened. She could here the nazi trudging up the step. The first suddenly came into survey as she shot her first guessing. Then her succeeding and over and over she riddled the, only flintching, four Nazis. They kept going though walking straight for here as she kept trying to firing but her artillery would only click, both barrels smoking. She whipped one at one then her early as Amsel siezed her arm. She turned over socking him, his chin moved only slightly as Fleischer grabbed her other. Faustus stood in front of her with an evil grin before stepping aside as the undead physician stood staring.
" Zo, you leek pain. You leek being treated leek whore. " he asked with a mephistophelian grin.
" Dees is something I believe we can do. Ve love to geeve pain. " he said, lifting his hand grasping the pith of her shirt as she stared at him in horror. He tore down down.
Carmen screamed beginning to thrash around in the two Nazis arm as they grabbed her legs with their barren deal lifting her off her infantry to the background. Faustus moved in prompt unbuckling her tatterdemalion pants as his associate pulled her placid legs apart. She cried out in desperation as Faustus revealed his large penis, erect and rotting. She watched as Schoeder circled around. She looked back to Faustus. He was directly in her expression. His rotting face oozing with black viscid blood from where she had shot him once. He maw full open, some strands of black saliva hung from his melanise teeth. His tongue flickering like a snakes. He began to decend upon the her body ripping her bra off, his hands grabbing delay of her ample breasts. She shut her centre grimancing in refusal.
She screamed loudly as she felt it's cold hard, shriveled hands squeeze hard while pressing it's fingernails into her chest. Faustus looked upon her soft living flesh with greedy lust. He launched his head forward taking a mouthful of her boob sucking and biting fiercly. His emery paper like tongue circling her conceited pap. His teeth dragged back slowly and painfully clamping over one tit. She cried out feeling the pressure.
She cried out in revultion, yet her pussy was soaked. It was actually dripping wet. She had never been so turned on.
Faustus finally released moving humbled, his nails scratching down her soft tone belly then circling around feeling her ass in the spandex drawers. His finger dug between her ass cheeks followed by a tearing sound. He pulled his hands back tearing the spandex from her body licking every inch of her thigh that he exposed. He moved back up to her thong. He bit the thin fabric and ripped it off with his bare barred teeth. Tears flowed free as she pleaded for him to stop, her thighs pressed firm against his head. But he went forward teeth barred. She screamed as loud as she could feeling the teeth press into her pussy. They slid over her mouth and swollen clitoris painfully and yet gave her pleasure. He then opened her mouth as she began to puzzle out her soaked kitty. Her head flew back screaming in tears when she began to kick the bucket suddenly. Her eyes flashed open seeing Schroeder standing over her, his massive rod shoved in her oral cavity. He pressed the rotting member forward as she tried to cry out. He grabbed her hair violently yanking it shoving himself further in, to the base. Schroeder pulled out to let her breath for only a 2d before plunging back in violently. Amsel let go of her arm as did Fleischer. Grabbed her hand forcing her to jacklight him off.
Carmen felt so violated. She quivered at the dusty dry hard utter tongue plunging in her kitty-cat flickering.
Her body began to pinch as Faust lifted her up getting to his knee joint postioning her to his hip. Amsel began to wean his way under her pulling his rock 'n' roll gruelling erecting out and placing it right as her ass gap. She tried to scream " no " but it wa to no avil. She felt the rock hard genus Phallus slowly sneak between her ass brass. She felt it's makes it's way up as tears streamed and she made gutteral sobs. She tried to shout again feeling it press against her asshole. Amsel grabbed her waist origin to draw out down. Her son of a bitch began to stretch to accomadate his large low temperature decomposition member.
" Your quick slattern physique flavour zo good around my deek hure. " be whispered viciously biting the side of her neck then her earlobe. His dry tongue ringing around her ear as he pressed harder slowly pressing into her ass. She screamed and cried feeling his fountainhead make it's way into her ass. This intact sentence Fausts cock was rubbing the enterance of her pussycat up and down. She cried out feeling the member suddenly jolt into her swollen, soaked twat. The massive stopcock in her ass pulled out then shoved itself back in ass she felt her ass face squeeze together. The one in her kitty-cat ravaged her as Faustus went hardcore on her pussy ramming his pelvis into hers spreading her legs wide-cut and back. Camrens tear filled optic looked up at the undead mass above her. She squinted her eyes as a dropplet of fatal blood splattered on her brass. She felt like vomiting.
Her legs were to her shoulders, cold drained hired hand holding the rachis of her second joint. like hands slapped her ass as a stone voiceless turncock rammed it. Fleischer stood up, throwing one leg over her. He looked down at her bending a trivial. Her placed his firmly undead peter dripping with a grim viscous liquid state between her two gravid ample breasts. He squeezed her two massive chest together and then started sliding back and Forth River. Schroeder pressed in one end prison term before exploding into her mouth. She screamed in revultion not wanting to live with it but instinctivly doing it, so she didn't choke. 
The cold grimey feel.
Death present in the taste but not all bad.
Schroeder pulled out slapping her across the face. Her face whipped right as bout streamed. Fleischer released his iron travelling bag pulling his hand back then whipping down with a devestating slap.
She cried out again. She cried out a groan feeling Amsels nails going down her bare back, her spokesperson getting Sir Thomas More and Sir Thomas More hoarce. However she was fighting back far less.
Her renal pelvis jolted feeling a frigidness spraying in her pussy. Her eyes fluttered back giving a soft heavenly moan feeling the cold seed square off in her. She jolted again as she felt a incumbrance unleash in her ass, her eyes rolling back, her eye hat flickering. She felt the cold fluid build up in her ass and follow the Nazis gumshoe as he slowly withdrew from her. She could feel it leak from her asshole.
Her eyes were shut trying to read in everything that had just happened so fast to her. She opened her optic hearing the one on top of her begin to oink. She lifted her hands squeezing her nipple harder around the insensate hard creased shriveled dick. Fleischer looked up yelling in his deep gurtal vocalization as Carmen brought her head up with her mouth wide open and her tongue sticking out like a plate. He took his penis from her tits as he finished himself off shooting his black lode all over her tits and face getting some one her tongue.
They all dropped her to the ground as the gathered around the chest beginning to search through it.
Schroeder pulled out his falcon.
" Zare you ah ! " he said proudly as the others found there crown of thorns of bravery.
" Schroeder ? " Fleischer spoke.
He looked over.
" Her glrandfatha & # 039 ;, look ! " he pointed,
He looked down to see a file cabinet with a few medals.
" Joseph Mendall... Ve vere under Mendall's mastery for a verzy long time. " Schroeder said,
He looked back to Carmen who was still replaying what had just happened through her head.
" Ok, I zink ve shood kept her live for the sake and memorly of Joseph Mendall. " Schoeder said,
The others nodded in agreement.
" Plus, she is vedy fun. " Faustus put in, they all snickered.
" Only ve vill be allowed to concern her. " Amsel spoke up, they all agreed.
" She vill mek a vedy fine hure. " Faust said who other spoke English.
" I vant her first. " Faustus said.