Chapter 11: Surrounded by Barbed Wire

The Life Of A German SoldierWords: 2575

I looked up at the stars and moon almost all night. There were tons of shooting stars that flew across the sky. Every time I would see one, I made a wish for me to make it out of this camp, either escaping or the Russians losing the war and setting us free. I rested my hands behind my head and tried to relax until I heard yelling and talking from the other side of the field.

"Hey, come here!" a voice said to me silently.

I looked around and did not see anyone until he flickered a small light at me. He was using morse code. It looked like he was about 30 meters from where I was. I knew what he said.

"Come here," he said in morse code.

I looked at the guard in the moonlight and he was walking over to where the soldier was that  flickered the light at me. He jabbed the stock of the gun at the soldier and hit him with it in the back. He walked back over and did the same to me. The next thing I knew, I was planning to kill him so me and those other soldiers could escape. I remember I still had a knife wrapped around my boot that the Russian soldiers did not seem to take or know about.

I planned how I would do it. I would do it from behind in his lower back. I thought about it and my hands started to shake, but I had to do it to save my life and the lives of the other soldiers. My shaking hands gently took the knife out of the sheath. I looked at it and gripped it tightly. I slowly got up and quietly walked behind him. I slowly put my hands through the barded wire fence and quickly cover his mouth. He was a shorter man so it would be easier to take him down. Then I put the knife in his lower back. He tried to scream but he couldn't. I took the knife back out and put it in his upper chest. He fell to the ground after that. I ran over to the rest of the soldiers and they patted my back. In the moonlight, I saw there was a soldier talking to me that had black hair. His name was Ernest.  He took my knife and started cutting the barbwire. Then he looked back around the camp to make sure there was no one coming. Surprisingly there was not.

He was soon finished with cutting the barbed wire and we were on the outside of the fence. We looked around more to make sure no one had come down from the guard towers, but there were men on the search lights. We tried to avoid the lights as best as possible. We made it to the forest right next to the camp. Dogs around the camp started to bark and some people came to attention. Lights in some of the abandoned homes came on. I was scared and my legs started to shake. I knew they would find us, then kill.