As the sirens shriek a woman with an infant joins the hundreds entering the air raid shelter off the Eifestrasse. The Flying Fortresses’ bombs rain down. Hilda prays Hans is also safe at the front. Above, the asphalt melts in the 800-degree heat. The firestorm sucks the air out of the shelter. No one survives.
The Tiger, their protector, is knocked out by the approaching T-34s. Armed only with rifles, Hans believes this will be his platoon’s last stand. The thought that his wife Hilda and their baby in Hamburg may live in a peaceful Europe one day consoles him.
As the sirens shriek a woman with an infant joins the hundreds entering the air raid shelter off the Eifestrasse. The Flying Fortresses’ bombs rain down. Hilda prays Hans is also safe at the front. Above, the asphalt melts in the 800-degree heat. The firestorm sucks the air out of the shelter. No one survives.
Bobby Warner
24/9/2016 06:38:07 pm
Vivid imagery, Ian. Evokes a sense of what it must have been like during a WWII air raid. Great stuff!
Ian Fletcher
26/9/2016 01:59:42 am
Cheers, Bobby! Comments are closed.
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