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The grenade killed a few more but with the flare in the air, the rebels knew it would only be a matter of time before reinforcements arrived, lucky for the rebels they placed anti tank land mines on the road to at least slow down any reinforcements from the occupied town. Lucky for Four, there was a blond boy in the bushes behind her in which he attempts to grab her from behind with is hand on her mouth and pulling her into the bushes without her comrades knowing.

For Luke was only doing since he hated seeing women in distress no matter what allegiance.

The German tilted his head, confused.
"What do you mean they are awake?" He'd ask, stroking his fluffy furry tail for comfort. "Who is the they?"
The boy was pretty much over the whole half-breed part by now, he was more concerned for this new thread of they. The bartender sounded like he was talking in a tone of not liking the people he mentioned and it made Christofer a little worried...

James just stared at the German's tail, admiring its beauty and fluffiness. He replied to the boy's question "I have rented a room for two German troopers...well really one German, one rather large Serb, I kinda surprise they didn't wake up yet" He then looked away from the boy's tail and finished cleaning for more of the glasses that weren't cleaned properly and added "In a way they are lucky" as he cleaned one of the glasses.

She struggled to get out though not much due to her injured left shoulder. The men noticed she was gone and started to panic, "Kommandent?!" They didn't know what to do, but for lives sake, they tried to abandon the position and head towards the frontline base.

Meanwhile the E75 stopped suddenly, the driver pulled the breaks. The gunner shouted, "What's the hold up?! We need to get moving." The driver said, "I would love to but ya know there are mines over there..." She shouted back, "Load high explosive! We are blasting our way through."

Luke looked at four and put his finger to his mouth to signal her not to make a sound and said to her in a whisper saying "If you want to live, get on the motorcycle" he then forced towards the motorcycle, let go of her as he picked up the motorcycle. He hoped on and if she gets on he'll dart away before the incoming rebels see them. Sadly Foyr doesn't have a lot of time since the sound of gunfire over the bushes were getting louder.

The German would keep petting the tail for comfort, holding the message package close.
His expression would clear out slightly as he heard the mention if a Serb. With Luke it had annoyed him, but now it felt like a nicer time to talk about such overall.
"A Serb, huh? I wonder..." Christofer would hold his head, trying to think of other things to ask James. He didn't have to do that for long though as the bartender already provided him with something to question. "Hmmm? Lucky? What do you mean by that?" The bartender had gotten him interested again. It probably wasn't all that good of a thing that this stranger had managed to get this close to him and lowered his guard quite a bit. So much so that he was startled when the people from upstairs actually came back down.

To be honest Sergei had not really slept fully at all during the night. He had gotten some rest and had been able to close his eyes for a while, but not truly catch some real sleep. Being on guard duty 24/7 wasn't the most suitable job to be sleeping on.
Alexander instead had slept surprisingly well, that is before the explosion. The caramel colored individual had jumped awake, with a sound similar to what could be described to having left Christofer at around the same time.

The two had taken their time, being sure that they were not under any immediate threads or attacks. And as nothing out of the ordinary had happened, the two would finally head downstairs. They were surprised to see a familiar face sitting by the counter

"Oh? Well isn't this interesting? Nice to see You around." Alexander would say with a light change of mood, referring to the other German

James stayed quite as he looks at Chris and back at Alexander and the Serb. Still cleaning some glasses he said "It seems you may have missed your ride out of the village, lucky you I guess" not looking at Alexander. James then looks at Chris and said "Those are the ones who stayed in the tavern"

She knew it wasn't the right choice but heading back would put more risk on her men. She sighed and got on without a choice. The guards retreated from the area as fast as they can. Not far from here, explosions can be heard when the E75 is paving its way through the mines.

Luke gunned the engine and sped off into the jungle, with four on his back with the the box of alcohol as well. Lucky the gun fire the rebels were firing into the smoke muffled the sound of the engine as they sped off. Even though the fighting was a long ways away but at the speed in which Luke sped off it only took a couple of minutes to get back towards the tavern.

In the back of the tavern, Luke helps Four getting off the bike and placing her arm over his shoulder, as he kicks the door open he yells "JAMES! I NEED FIRST AID,NOW!" Without question James instantly got the first aid and waited for Luke to come in.

Christofer was happy to see his brother - and retainer - again. He got up with his tail wagging, possibly knocking something over due to the energy put into it, and went over to the two other canids. It didn't really need words to explain that he had missed them.
Alexander would return the feeling with a genuine hug, Toffi returning it by pressing himself tightly against the other German. Sergei on the other hand felt slightly awkward and unsure wether it was an action to be acted out in public.

As James would be mentioning the ride, Christofer would turn slightly and tilt his head at him.
"What ride? I don't understan-!!" He was interrupted by the sudden kick and the door flying open. Alexander would end up on accidentally squeezing the shorter canid quite hard as they were frightened for a moment too

Luke comes into view holding onto Four and then placing her on one of the bar chairs near one of the tables. James rushes over with the first aid kit and a bottle of whiskey and sees her wound and starts treating it. Luke standing heavy breathing then looks over and sees everyone else, from the two Germans and the Serb. To break tension Luke stares at them plainly for a few moments and then move his body suddenly making a loud stomp and saying "BOO!"

(Sorry if I assumed some actions on Four)

"I'm fine goddamnit. It's only a shot to the shoulder..." She is still pressing down on the wound. Earlier she pulled out the bullet by herself.

The E75 crew found the two guard survivors but found no signs of the commander. They were getting worried at the minute. They had no choice but return to camp.

James got next to her and said "Yes Madame but if you got shot in the jungle it will get infected, so I need to treat it so let me take a closer look" as he goes with his fingers to get her uniform jacket off so he can start disinfecting it and seeing the wound up.

If anything, the sudden aggressive movement of Luke made, confused the trio. There wouldn't be too much time to questioning why he did that though, there was something else going on. Christofer would recognize Four from earlier, letting go of Alexander as he now felt more confident. Toffi would then approach them, slowly, not caring about Luke.

"Are you gonna be ok? What happened?" The German asked, referring mostly to the somewhat bleeding wound. He then looked st James, slightly concerned. "Are you sure you can fix it? There is a medic here if you think you need help..." With that he was mostly meaning Alexander. Although the insignia of a medic wasn't very visible. One would give some credit to Sergei as well for what he had trained himself on

"Nah it's good, Monsuier" James replies as he puts the cloth with alcohol on the wound to disinfect it. As Janes goes and fixing the wound on Four, Luke looks around at all the Germans and looks at the time. "This isn't good, the rebels will soon arrive to have happy hour and if they you see you all here, we all get a bullet" he said as he walks behind the bar and puts his head down and thinks.

"Rebels caught be back heading to HQ from the frontlines. Luckily few of my guards escaped...and this kid got me here on his motorcycle. Get the medic here please.." She was annoyed from what happen back there. It wasn't her best day. Though she wasn't feeling in much pain either.

"Huh? Why would they do that?" Christofer looked at Luke, confused. "Wasn't this a neutral area? What did you do??" The German would unintentionally raise his voice. He hadn't started to panic yet, but with the worry and then the addition of increasing intensity of the situation, he couldn't help it.

Alexander looked at Four, inspected the severity of the wound and turned slightly to face Sergei, giving him an order to get moving.
"You, go. Get my kit." It was direct and clear.
"... Consider it done." The Serbo-Russian would reply, making it clear that he had heard what they were expecting of him. He'd then head back upstairs, towards the room they had stayed in.

On the meanwhile Alexander would be taking a closer look at the wound.
"I assume that you removed the bullet yourself. Not sure if it was a smart move or not, you could be lacking on the feeling side for a few days or weeks."

Luke raises his head and says "Well it's sorta neutral. If two large groups come together they will fight and so it's usually small groups get along with small groups l, which is perfect for when the Germans dominate the village not so good when rebels dominate since when they see stragglers they see it as open season to do heinous things to the Germans here that even the SS will have there stomach turn" he looks at Four and says "If they see you an SS commander here, you will become there dog and serve all there needs and even though your SS, I don't want to see that happen upon you Madame"

"I rather not get lead poisoning...Wounds heal. Poisoning don't." She sighed and listened on what Luke has to say. "Simple, I'll just take off my uniform. Unlike the other Germans, at least I know what to do in dire situations..."