Chapitre 14: Chapter-14 : Ohh boy....
The world around me became blurry as I once again felt like a flour dough being abused by someone.
my senses went haywire as they slowly adjusted to the world around.
"You alive boy???"
Said someone as I opened my eyes.
"Who are you guys??" I said as I regained my posture and sat down.
"Hey, he speaks English" said the man as the soldiers around laughed.
There were a dozen soldiers around me, dressed in an old fashioned way, holding heavy machine gun with a few pointed towards me.
"That later boy, first tell me who are you, it ain't daily that people dressed like you appear in here" said the man with a scar on his neck.
I said as I checked my clothes, I was still wearing my battle suit, the dark black one.
"Oohh, so that's why, well, my name is Bartholomew Banning, people call me Bobby" I said as I got up.
He said with a wide smile "You talk like the friendly ones, seem like the normal ones, but boy oh boy, you carry your toys like the trained one, and you tall boy" Said the man with an Appalachian accent.
He said as he showed me my 2011 combat masters.
'Now, where have I seen him...' I thought as I felt like I had seen the man somewhere before.
"Well, not to be rude, can you tell me what day and year it is??" I asked as I tried making sense of what was happening.
"Well, you look like you know it, but whatever, take this" he said as he passes me a newspaper from inside his long coat.
"23 May 1943" said the date.
Soo, now, I think I know where I am and who the person in front of me is.
He took smoke from his cigar as he exhaled it and said "Ohhh, I forgot to introduce myself, my name is Lt. Aldo Raine....
"The Apache..." I said after hearing him.
"~Wooh~ ~woohoo~" the soldiers around whistled as they laughed.
This was the time of WW2, the Brad Pitt looking man in front of me was Aldo 'the apache' Raine, in the movie 'Inglourious Basterds' one of the most famous Quinten Tarantino films.
I saw the mission tab that got updated as I saw it
[Mission :
Task 1 : Help Aldo Raine against Nazis and successfully kidnap Hitler and his high command
Task 2 : ????? ]
The second task was not available, looked like I needed more information to unlock that, part but I had enough for now.
"So, what are you doing here boy" he said while smiling.
"Well, you know I am no Nazi till now, so let's say I want to join you and your Basterds."
"Hahahaha" everyone around laughed as I said "Believe it or not, I hate Nazis same level as you, and I heard you like Nazi scalps, I'll bring you nazi scalps, a thousand total, you like the deal???"
He looked at me as his face became neutral again, "Boy, that a deal no apache will refuse, but you need to win the trust, and you ain't got any for now, still, I'll give you a chance"
"Take this knife, kill and De-scalp those.." He said as he pointed a long knife towards two intimidated Nazi soldiers.
With a smile I took the knife in my hands as I moved towards them...
"Nein nein nein, bitte töte uns nicht, wir haben dir alles gesagt, was du gefragt hast, bitte töte uns nicht, bitte..." (No no no, please don't kill us, we told you everything you asked, please don't kill us, please...) They tried to say as I stabbed the back of their heads as they died instantly.
This doesn't phase me now, killing doesn't affect me anyway, my strong will, and many other psychological cards gave me an almost immunity to that thing, nor did I have any problem with blood and gore.
I grabbed their hair as I placed the knife on the head and removed their scalps as their skill was visible now.
"Look, I'll say it, please take me in your group, I have much more talents you could make use of" I said as I handed the scalps to him.
"That's two less, I want my remaining 998 Nazi scalps. I that clear!!" he yelled at the end.
"Yes!!" I said as I performed a salute, even if it looked awful.
"Hahahahahaha...." we all laughed together as a soldier bought me water.
"thanks, I needed it!" I said as I gulped down the whole bottle of water.
We all sat together, well there were just ten of us, 8 basterds, one apache and one assassin.
We talked as the meat in front of us roasted slowly
"So, what's your story boy, you don't look the kind to be on field??" Aldo as as the other eight of them looked at me.
Well, my [Acting] [Drama] [Lying] skills were all bright yellow, so let's put them to use.
"Well, you see, my father worked as an assassin, for the army you know, when I was born, I was considered a genius.
So, he put me through a hell lot of training, and even more studying.
The old bastard taught me all he knew, and I tell you, he knew alot.
So, he taught me assassination and sent me through a hell lot of professors and lecturers.
But when the war started, he was enlisted again, and I haven't seen him since then, my mom died in a Nazi attack last week, and God I want their scalps now." I bullshitted my way through.
"So, you know fighting and science??" asked one of the basterds.
"Much more than that, fighting, science, history, languages, strategy, killing and many more..."
"~whew~" he whistled as I smiled.
"So you know languages??, we in need of that shit nowadays" Aldo asked in his own accent.
"Well, 12 to be exact, and I am extremely fluent in them, English, French, German, Spanish, Portuguese, Mandarin Chinese, Cantonese, Japanese, Russian, Hindi, Bengali and Lahnda"
"Holy shit!!!, you are a walking translater. Hahaha, I'll make good use of you" Aldo said as he took a sip of alcohol from his pewter.
I smiled at that, but while this was happening, I was busy copying cards from them.
Aldo had a ton of strategic, psychological and leadership cards, 16 in total, all were bright yellow grade. It was like a buffet for my ability, but It was still taking much time to copy each one.
[Strategic mind : Guerrilla warfare]
[Motivational leadership]
[Commanding aura]
[Extreme synergy]
And many more....
Like this a week passed as we slowly moved more inside the enemy territory.
Plans and details planned by Aldo were on an insane level, though he may not look like one, he was a genius in battle strategies, his actions were extremely calculative, even I couldn't be much better.
This was like the relaxing trip that I deserved.
The best part was that, these basterds were ever friendly. Donny was the psycho type, but he had many physical ability cards, though white, were exceptional like [Full strength] which gave access to full strength of the body for a few minutes, [Physical Resilience] which made you continue fighting at full power even after being injured.
Donny, as the movie suggested, literally loved to bash heads with his bat.
The next was Wicky, he was the previous translator for the group, he was the quiet type, though his actions said otherwise.
Then was Utivich, he was the entertainment for the whole group of basterds. He was the sniper, and boy his skills were awesome.
I got quite a few good cards from him.
Then was Hirchberg, Omar and others, they were more reserved kind.
But everyone had one thing in common, they all had [Extreme synergy] card, when basterds fight together, their morale, and psychology increases as their team work becomes very good. This not only helped them survive with being a group of just a dozen men, but even slice their way through enemy lines.
They really lived like brothers, or should I say, we now.
The time went real well, fighting together, laughing together, telling stories, man, their way of expressing themselves was even better.
It wasn't bad that I decided to stay with them, after my first world, I needed a well deserved break, and I was sure that in a few world or so, I will find some slow age cards or even immortality, who knows. So spending time here was no problem for me.
A/N : I will give one more extra chapter for every 500 power stones, but it will take me time to write the chapter, so it may not appear at the same moment, but yeah, there will be an extra one.
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