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- What is the meaning of this intrusion?

(folder slams)

- Heil Hitler.

- Heil Hitler.
- Heil Hitler.

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- Heil Hitler.

Obergruppenfuhreh Weiss,

thank you for joining us.

What is the purpose of your visit, sir?

- Trust me when I say

I did not wish to come here today,

but our enemies have grown stronger

and the Fuhrer demands results.

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- We are to go to live
testing immediately.

- But Herr Hoffman,

we simply are not ready.

Dr. Mengel has not approved
the latest calculations.

- I agree sir.

We are still weeks away.

I cannot--
- Silence!

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- Obergruppenfuhreh,

do you want to stand the risk

of what the Fuhrer is asking?

- I do.

I do.

But I further regret to inform you

that the allied forces
are uncomfortably close!

The time is now!

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And it would seem that we may

have a rat

among us

because our enemy

has learned about what we're
trying to achieve here.

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And if Germany

is to stand any chance whatsoever

of winning this war,

we must act now.

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So Fuhrer considers this
Germany's top priority

and he's making his way

to this location

as we speak.

We must be ready.

We must be ready.

- Obergruppenfuhreh,

that is the most terrible news.

But I beg you,

we simply cannot.

- Enough, enough.

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Well,

if the Fuhrer commands it,

then of course we will obey.

Hmm?

Move to human trials

immediately.

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- So be it.

God protect us.

- Go, go.

Please.

Obergruppenfuhreh,

please,

feel free to make yourself comfortable.

We'll be ready to test later today.

Tell me,

when can we expect the Fuhrer?

- I do not have safety test.

I was instructed to
oversea the initial tests

and report back.

It was made clear.

We wait for no one,

not even the Fuhrer.

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- Very well, sir.

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- Very well, indeed.

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(match striking)

(footsteps crunching)

- Are you crazy, boy?

You're really going to smoke that here?

- It might be my last one.

- Use your brain, you domkoft.

- This is madness.

We are not ready.
- Sir.

Focus, please.

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- For Germany.

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- Gentlemen,

you may be cowardly dogs
charged with desertion, but

listen to me when I say

this is your redemption.

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The whole war has been a tragedy

and the German people have
become feared by the world

for they think that we

are monsters.

Today,

you will show them the power of our might

and turn their fears into reality.

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If this experiment works,

you will become soldiers

beyond men

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for your strength

and fearlessness

will be unmatched.

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Take a moment

and think of your family.

Think how proud you will make them.

Think how proud the Fuhrer will be

to unleash you

upon his enemies.

Yeah?

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This is for the father dead.

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Heil Hitler!

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- [Dr. Muller] Gentlemen,

we are ready to execute.

The Fuhrer will be joining us.

What is your command?

- We wait for no man.

Remember?

(alarm sounding)

- Start the detonation
sequence immediately.

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- [Dr. Muller] Dr. Fisher,

please starts the detonation sequence.

- Dr. Muller,

I honestly believe that the
blast radius calculations

have not been verified.

We must take further precautions.

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(Dr. Muller shouting)

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(explosion booming)

(all screaming)

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(wind blowing)

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(man groaning)

- Tell me who is the informant.

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You're only going to make
it worse for yourself.

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- You won't get any
information out of me, Jerry.

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- Alpha Meyer,

there's an urgent phone call for you, sir.

From Obergruppenfuhreh Dietrich himself.

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- I'm not done with you.

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- I look forward to it.

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Nazi saluting swine.

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Saved by the bell.

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Come on, you bastard.

Come on.

That's the ticket.

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(man groaning)

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(Craftman shushing)

Quiet.

Quiet.

Come on.

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Why do they never go quietly?

Right.

You won't been needing this,

and that is how I'm sat in
front of you this morning, sir.

- Bloody hell.

Sounds like you've been
through it, haven't you.

Clever escape.

Sounds like lady luck
was on your side too.

Ah.
- Hmm.

Yes, well, I did think I was a goner sir.

Truth be told.

But,

luckily I was interrupted by Dietrich,

whoever that is.

I owe the chap some thanks.

- Ah.

Hold that thought.

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That is one of the reasons

I wanted to see you today, Craftman.

Our allied efforts have been

somewhat successful.

We're slowly choking the
enemy here in France.

But that will all be in
vain if we don't act now.

One of our undercovers

has fed us information

about the German effort

to create super soldiers

in some overrun French bunker.

- Super soldier, sir?

- I'm getting to that.

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You see,

we embedded one of our own

as a low level officer in that bunker

going by the pseudonym, Heinrich Hans.

His orders

were to report about
German activity in the area

every 48 hours.

And yesterday,

he failed to report back.

It's the first time Hans has
missed an information drop.

We're awfully worried about the lad

and there are rumors that Hitler

was supposed to be at the bunker, but

hasn't been confirmed by our man.

- I see, sir.

That's really not good, sir.

- No lad,

it's not.

We are concerned that
Hans has been compromised.

God help him if he's been discovered.

- Indeed sir.

The Germans are ruthless

at extracting information.

- Exactly.

But then again,

we received a telegram late last night

from another one of our
men behind enemy lines.

He stated that he had
intercepted a high level

German communication
between that bunker and your

crazy Jerry friend,

Obergruppenfitch,

whatever his bloody name is.

- Dietrich.

By God, you mean the very same?

- Yes.

The very same man

you claim saved your life last night.

It appears he was busy till
the early hours of the morning.

The report states

that Ditchy, your friend,

made several inquiries about
the German information network

and it would seem

that they've lost
communication with that bunker.

Reports of an explosion of sorts.

- I see.

So our man Hans could be dead already.

Equally, there's a chance he
could be hiding undercover.

- A chance.

Yes.

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A chance indeed.

And I, and are allied forces,

and Winston himself, God preserve him,

all agree that the intel
that Hans possesses

is essential to our success.

If he is alive,

he needs to be extracted

immediately.

- Ah, I see where this is going sir.

- I should bloody well hope so.

You are the best man we have

and we need you back in the field.

You are the only man
this side of the channel

who's actually qualified to lead

both American and British troops.

And William J. Donovan of
the American OSS would agree.

- So what's the plan sir?

- Good man.

Look at this.

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We need a scouting team to go

here.

Now set up a perimeter

and establish all German activity

going in and coming out of that bunker.

Report your findings.

- Hmm.

Sounds straightforward sir.

- Hmm?

This is where you need
to use your discretion.

If the location is tame,

and you feel you can
infiltrate that facility,

proceed into the bunker

and see if you can

locate any information on Hans.

Then extract him.

And any information you
have on what the bloody hell

those Jerrys are doing,
it'd be quite useful.

- Well I'll be needing a team sir.

- Ah,

way ahead of you, Craftman.

Handpicked by me.

A Brit,

three yanks,

and a medic in case you
encounter any nasties out there.

Now your team is waiting for you.

It's a bit of a drive

so I need you

to leave

now.

- Alright sir.

Could you just talk with me about

what you meant by super soldiers sir?

- Ah, bloody hell.

Yes.

Sit.

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- The objective seems
straightforward enough.

But this feel like a suicide
mission to anyone else?

And why's only six of us?

It feels a little light if you asked me.

- It feels like you're
scared to me, buddy.

- Fuck off, Johnson.

I ain't scared of shit.

I'm just seeing five dudes and a woman.

Come on, man.

- Excuse me, Russo.

I'm not just some woman.

My job is to keep you bastards alive.

- Hey don't you gold me mixing
me up with these two misfits.

My mama raised a gentleman.

- Oh, bastards are we?

That's the thanks we get
for saving your asses.

- You Yanks just turned up to this party.

- Oh, let's just admit the truth here.

Y'all were getting your butts
whooped 'til we arrived.

(both laughing)

- Fuck you.

- Oh, wasn't it only last year

that you guys been saved

by your own civilians

in those little boats, right?

- That is what makes
us Brits so resilient.

Dunkirk had us up against the
ropes but we bounced back.

- Oh shit.

He speaks.
- And about time too.

We got some questions, sir.

- Sorry gents,

and miss,

you wouldn't believe the
last 24 hours I've had.

I was just catching up.

- Understandable sir, but

do you mind if we discuss

what the hell we're walking into here?

- Yeah, we're gonna do this
with just a six of us, sir?

(truck stopping)

- Right, well that's us.

We're on foot from here.

Chop chop.

(tailgate banging)

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(birds chirping)

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(birds chirping)

Getting close now.

Best set of base camp soon.

- Ready when you are sir.

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- The coordinates put the bunker up ahead.

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(birds chirping)

- Well,

looks dead to me.

- It's a ghost town.

(birds chirping)

- Alright,

phase two of the plant.

Infiltrate the bunker.

Let's get some grub in us

and wait for the cover of darkness.

(birds chirping)

(birds chirping)
(footsteps crunching)

- I missed what she said.

What she saying?

I'm sorry I wasn't listening.

I was just distracted by your eyes, Miss.

- This man has three wives.

- You wanna be number four?

What?

- Russo?

Johnson?

You take the lead.

West, you're with me.

Plumb,

Ms. Hayman,

you take the rear.

- Right, so send in the
expendable chosen first.

- Speak for yourself.

I ain't expendable.

- Gentlemen, I'm just trying to give us

the best fighting chance.

- Of course, of course.

Ain't nothing getting past us, aye Russo?

- Yeah, fair point.

Big guns.

Got it.

- After we get in there,

we sweep out the place for any Jerrys.

Then we head to the comms room.

Alan, see if you can
get it up and running.

- Copy that.

- For now, that's all the information

I have to give you lads.

- Well let's kill these German bastards.

(all snickering)

- Not so fast, Russo.

We have a man in there
pretending to be one of theirs.

The last thing I need is you
blowing his bloody brains out.

- So what the hell you want
us to go down there for?

If Nazis are waiting for us,

it's not like they're gonna
give us hugs and kisses, right?

- I'm just saying, lad,

think before you shoot.

Alan,

I know you are a comms man,

but you mind need to fall back
on your basic training here.

- And what about me?

Do I get a gun?

- Several rounds.

Semi-automatic.

You got that sweetheart?

- Got it,

sweetheart.

- [Johnson] Good luck miss.

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- Well they definitely lost power--

- Shh.

Keep your bloody voice down, Plumb.

- Hey, hey.

I want to get the chomp on these guys.

Not the other way around.

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- Sorry.

Real sorry.

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- Anything?

- Negative sir.

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- Well I don't like this much.

- What?

How is this not the best case scenario?

If there's no one here,

there's no one here to shoot,

no one to shoot back at us.

- I was looking forward to
taking out some Nazi scum.

- Me too.

- You're both animals,

and I agree with Ms. Hayman.

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- Robert.

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- [Hayman] God, it's so quiet.

- All right team,

let's focus up and

concentrate on finding the comms room.

- I don't know about that sir.

I think we should do a full sweep

before we get too comfortable.

- I hate to admit it sir,

but I agree with Russo on this one.

- Can I make a suggestion, sir?

- I'm all ears, Johnson.

- I think we can safely
assume that this area is dead.

So West, Plumb and the doc

continue to search for the comms room.

We can check down here.

It's up to you if you go with
them or you come with us.

- It's not a bad shout, Johnson.

Alright, let's split up.

West.
- Sir.

- You go upstairs with these two.

Plumb, Hayman,

if West says jump, you jump.

- [Hayman] Got it sir.

- You can't be serious.

Splitting up is like the worst
possible thing we could do.

(Craftman clearing throat)

- Plumb,

if you want to ask a
question, I'll listen.

But if you ever challenge me again,

I will have you shot against a post.

- I'm sorry, sir.

It won't happen again.

- Make sure that it doesn't.

- No, no, I mean it sir.

I apologize.

- West?

- [West] Sir.

- Fall out.

- [West] Sir.

Keep up, Plumb.

- Let's get on it.

- I am not convinced

that we're gonna find
what we're looking for

and even if we do find a comms room,

there ain't gonna be no
electricity to power it.

- We were told to find the room.

Let's just find the damn room, okay.

- Plumb does have a point though.

We've been split up

and sent on a pointless quest.

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- Nothing.

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- Nada.

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(ominous music)

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- Looks like a generator room.

Wait here.

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- Quest,

you make it sound like a game.

We were told to find the comms

and that's what we're doing.

If it's inoperable,

then we'll go find the others.

But not before we've
located it and assessed it.

Okay?

(electricity buzzing)

(uneasy music)

- Perhaps they evacuated.

- Looks like the main generator's down.

At least the backup is still working.

- I got a bad feeling about this.

- You and me both.

- Well on you, old boy.

(uneasy music)

(electricity buzzing)

- [West] They must have located the power.

Let's go.

(soft music)

- Stop.

Both of you.

(soft music)

(dramatic music)

- What the hell was that?

Did anybody see that?

- What?

Why was it?

- Sir, did you see it?

- I didn't see anything

but I certainly heard something.

- I don't think we
should go down there sir.

- [Craftman] Get it together, soldier.

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- I'm ready to take
these fuckers out, sir.

- All right, go.

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- The comms room has
got to be on this level

because if you go any deeper,

you wouldn't get a signal.

- Copy that.

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- West.

It's here.

(machines beeping)

(machines continue beeping)

- Your move, Russo.

(soldier breathing heavily)

(uneasy music)

- Shh.

Shhh.

Ma'am?

Ma'am,

it is okay.

- No.

Back.

(machines beeping)

(machines continue beeping)

- Well Plumb?

- I think we may just be in luck.

- Thank God.

What's next?

- Well I'm gonna send out a signal

and see if I get anything back.

- No closer.

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(soldier speaking German)

- Father.

Who will hear us?

(tense music)

- I'm gonna find the others.

Nothing I can do here.

- Well I should come.

- No, no, no, you're not
gonna both leave me here.

- Miss Hayman is not going anywhere.

- Miss,

where are the others?

- Out.

Need to get out.

They are coming.

Out.

- You ain't going anywhere, little miss.

- Please,

out.

They are coming.

- The fuck is she talking about, Russo?

- (mumbles) Nazis down here.

- Freeze!

Whoa, whoa, it's me.

It's West for fuck sake.

- Jesus Christ, man.

Where are the rest of you?

- We found the comms.

Guess this place isn't abandoned.

- This is the only one we found so far.

West, secure this woman.

See if you can get some
information out of her.

(machines beeping)

(loud banging)

- It is West, man.

- Thank God.

- You could have knocked on something.

You're scared us half to death.

- We have a developing situation here.

Come on.

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Gimme your arms.

- Is that entirely necessary?

- Until we know more,

it's absolutely necessary.

Plumb, how's the comms?

- We have power.

I'm just trying to establish a connection

and not be discovered.

- We're going to die.

You need to leave here.

- What is she talking about?

- [West] It's all she's been saying.

We need to get more
information out of her.

- What?

She's burning up.

We need to get her stable

before we can get anything
useful out of her.

Excuse me, miss, do you have a name?

- Out.

Need to get out.

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(animal groaning)

- [Johnson] What do you think it is?

(animal groaning continues)

- I don't know.

- Sounds injured.

On you, Russo.

(animal groaning)

- The roses need watering.

I repeat the roses need watering.

Over.

- We are going to die.

We need to leave it here.

- Why?

What's down there?

- Monsters.

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- Miss?

Miss?

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- [Person On Radio] The
watering can is full.

The watering can is full.

- We are in the bunker, over.

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- Who goes there?

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- What do you see, Russo?

(uneasy music continues)

- Don't shoot.

It's me.

Hans.

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- That's him.

Got our guy.

(zombie growling)
(dramatic music)

- What the fuck is that?

- Don't just stand there, get after him.

(uneasy music)
(bones cracking)

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(flesh moving)
(zombie growling)

(tense music)

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(zombie shouting)

(gun shot fires)

(dramatic music)

- Bollocks!

They must have found Jerry.

Plumb, tell 'em we've been
encountered the enemy.

- No, no, no, you're not leaving us.

- Boss said if we hear
gun fire to join him.

- Go!

- What the fuck is that?

(uneasy music)

(machines beeping)

- Come on, let them know.

Plumb, snap out of it.

- We are under enemy fire.

I repeat, we are under enemy fire.

(tense music)

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- [Craftman] What the hell
causes something like this?

His skin, it's all melted.

- You know what boss,

we found Hans.

Most of him anyway.

I say that's mission accomplished.

I vote we get the fuck out of here.

- Crass, Johnson, but I agree with you.

We found our man,

time to report back to HQ.

- Sir,

you better take a look at this.

(uneasy music)

- Come out with your hands clear.

Schnell.

Come out now.

(uneasy music)

Ah, fuck it.

(uneasy music continues)

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- Well, according to this,

the Nazis were developing
some sort of explosive device

that alters one's DNA when exposed to it.

- That's some devil kinda shit.

- Mm,

it would seam

that the Fuhrer himself

signed off on it.

- You're saying Adolf Hitler is here?

- I'm saying it's a distinct possibility.

- [Johnson] Jesus.

- Wait, you think there's
more of them down here?

(zombie groaning)

(zombie screeching)

- If I were a betting man,

I'd say that explosion

is what caused that poor
bastard's situation.

- So yes, you think there's
more of them down here?

- Unfortunately Johnson,

I would say that is a safe bet.

(zombie growling)
(West grunting)

- Fuck.

(West panting)

- I'm with Johnson.

Hans is dead.

I say,

we get the fuck out of here.

(zombie growling)

- Oh, I don't like
sound of that gentleman.

- Shit.

Sir?

- Agreed, time to go.

- Sounds like they're everywhere.

- [Johnson] Sounds like
there's a lot of 'em.

- [Craftman] Be that as it may,

we have to get out of
here and find the others.

- [Johnson] Sir.

(zombies growling)
(gun shots firing)

- Aim for the heads.

(gun shots firing)
(zombies growling)

(uneasy music)

(Johnson chuckling)

- We are in need of assistance.

Can anyone read me?

Come in.

We are in need of assistance.

Over.

(uneasy music)

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What do you think is going on out there?

- I can't imagine,

but this place clearly isn't abandoned

and we need to get out of here alive.

- Oh God.

I'm gonna die in here.

We are gonna die in here.

This is where I'm gonna meet my death.

- Get it together, Plumb.

Now I suggest that you communicate

we need an extraction plan.

Yesterday, Plumb.

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- We are in need of
immediate extraction over.

(uneasy music continues)

- We gotta get outta here, sir.

Back up.

Back up now.

(zombies growling)

(zombie screeching)

(uneasy music continues)
(gun shots firing)

Move, move.

(tense music)
(zombies growling)

(tense music continues)
(zombie screeching)

(tense music continues)
(gun shots firing)

(tense music continues)

(tense music continues)

- Thank you.

(zombie roaring)

(gun shot fires)

(West panting)

- What the fuck are they?

- We found information

suggesting the Nazis
were using this facility

for some sort of bio weapon.

- And they turned themselves into this?

By the way, sir,

I owe you a pint.

- And you owe me a beer.

(uneasy music continues)

- Have you ever encountered
anything like this before, sir?

- I for damn sure haven't.

(zombie growling)

(tense music)

(tense music continues)
(zombie growling)

(Russo screaming)

(tense music continues)

(explosion booms)

- [West] Come on, let's go.

There's more coming.

Move.

(uneasy music)

(zombie growling)

(zombie growling continues)

(West and Craftman panting)

The fuck.

- Oh, she's dead.

(zombies growling)

- Come in,

We are in need of extraction, over.

This is hopeless.

How's she doing?

- She's getting worse by the minute

and it's all because of this nasty bugger.

It looks like something's bit her.

- You think an animal did that?

- Well, that's the thing, Plumb.

It looks human to me.

- Wait,

you think a human did that

and that's what's making her sick?

- Whoever bit her

was already sick.

- [Person On Radio] Come in,

communication received, over.

(uneasy music)

- Oh, thank you kindly.

How many units are you sending

and are they en route?

- [Person On Radio] One truck,

extraction point same as drop off,

three hours out.

Going radio dark.

Over

- Radio dark?

No, no, no, no, no.

You don't understand.

We need extraction now.

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- It's not looking good, is it?

We're gonna have to haul
ourselves two miles.

That's only if we can get out of here.

- Oh, now why do you go
and say things like that?

I'm already feeling down on my luck

and now you go and destroy any
last bit of hope that I have.

(uneasy music continues)

(SS zombie wheezing)

- Oh Christ, you gave us a fright.

Are you feeling all right?

(tense music)

Do you understand me?

Ma'am, are you feeling all right?

(tense music continues)

(tense music continues)

Plumb,

help me sit her down.

Is that really necessary?

- Did you see what I just saw?

- The poor woman was having a seizure?

- No, no, there was something in her eyes.

- All right, if you're
going to restrain her,

at least help me make her comfortable.

(Johnson sobbing)
(uneasy music)

- I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm so sorry.

(somber music)

(somber music continues)

- Johnson,

(somber music continues)

I know he was your mate.

I also know what it's
like to lose a soldier.

(somber music continues)

Johnson,

we need you.

We need you here with us.

All right?

(somber music continues)

(somber music continues)

Well,

we had our objectives.

There's nothing we can do for Hans now.

Let's hope Alan solved our problem

in the communications office.

We can get out of here

with no more casualties.

- All right, sounds like a plan, sir.

(somber music continues)

- What do you say soldier?

- Let's give 'em hell, sir.

- That's what I like to hear.

West?

- Aye?

- What do you reckon?

Coast is clear?

(uneasy music)

- [West] Cannot hear a thing, sir.

- Aye

On you.

(uneasy music continues)

- Miss?

Miss?

(tense music)

(SS zombie growling)
(Hayman shrieks)

(tense music continues)

(tense music continues)

(tense music continues)
(SS zombie growling)

(tense music continues)

(gun shots firing)

(tense music continues)

(Hayman gasping)
(tense music continues)

(flesh ripping)

(Hayman gasping)

(uneasy music)

(SS zombie growling)

(tense music continues)

(flesh ripping)

(tense music continues)

(tense music continues)

(gun shot fires)

(tense music continues)

(body thuds)

(tense music continues)

(zombies shrieking)

- That sounds like the others.

Quietly now.

(uneasy music)
(zombies shrieking)

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(zombies shrieking)

(machines beeping)

(somber music)

- I

I wanna die.

(somber music continues)

(Plumb gasping)

(somber music continues)

(uneasy music)

(zombie groaning)

- Quietly.

(uneasy music continues)
(zombie gasping)

(zombies growling)

(uneasy music continues)

(zombies growling)
(tense music)

Go, go, go, go, go, go.

(tense music continues)

West, knife.

Distraction.

Johnson.

(tense music continues)

- Come on then, you wankers.

(tense music continues)

- Nice one, lads.

Right,

we've made enough noise,

we should probably get out of here.

West, lead the way.

(machines beeping)

What in God's name?

I'm sure you did
everything you could, Pat.

- It just all happened so fast.

(somber music)

- She did this to Plumb?

- She fell unconscious

as, as Plumb was getting
somewhere with comms.

And then she had some

sort of seizure and

Plumb thought it'd be a
good idea to restrain her.

- Seems y'all did a great
job of restraining her.

(uneasy music)

Sorry, miss.

- You have no idea.

She was so strong

and she escaped her binds in seconds.

And then poor Plumb was trying to,

he was trying to protect
me, but she was just,

she was just too strong.

- Hayman,

calm down.

I understand you've
been through an ordeal,

but we don't know how
many more of these things

are out there.

- Zombies.

Nazi fucking zombies.

- You've been to too many picture shows.

Zombies.

- Well, whatever these things are,

we discovered

when we were looking for our man, Hans,

that he was.

- [Hayman] How, did you find him?

(uneasy music)

- We discovered that this place

was being used to test and
develop biological weapons.

When one is exposed to the blast,

their biology changes

and they revert back to their absolute

basic human instinct.

The urge to eat.

- [Hayman] What exactly
did you see down there?

(tense music)

(zombies growling)

- All right, we've got company.

- How many of them, West?

- One,

two,

five I can see.

Maybe more.

- Let's be smart about this, lads.

If we're quiet,

they may just pass.

- All right,

and just know if this goes wrong,

we're fighting 'em in here.

- Worth the risk, I'd say.

(zombies growling)

(zombies continue growling)

(zombies continue growling)

(uneasy music)

- [Hayman] Plumb did
request an extraction.

- And?

- And they're sending a truck

to collect us at the drop off point,

0600 hours.

- Plenty of time, right sir?

(uneasy music)

Sir?

(uneasy music continues)

- Okay.

Well in hindsight,

we have a slightly bigger issue.

(uneasy music continues)

- [West] Sir?

- Containment.

- Well?

- Whatever those things are.

- The zombies.

- Whatever you want to call them,

they can't get out of here.

- But sir, our mission.

- Our mission was one thing,

from what we've witnessed here,

every single person here

has been compromised.

(uneasy music continues)

You have

the ones with the melting skin,

and then you have these

who look like us, but act like them.

- Her bite mark.

So those who are primarily infected

can infect others through saliva.

My God, they are zombies.
- Zombies.

(uneasy music continues)

- And we can't let that
get out into the world.

(uneasy music continues)

- Not that I disagree with you, sir, but

playing devil's advocate here.

We arrived hours after
the original explosion.

There could be a few of
them already out there.

- Just a feeling.

- A feeling?

- Well, that and common sense.

From the amount we've encountered here,

it only makes sense

that they retreated to
their natural environment,

which is to say to hide in darkness.

And we,

my friends,

are going to trap them down here,

- Sending us all to an early grave.

- Look, I don't like it
anymore than you do, alright?

But we have an obligation here

that transcends this bloody war,

an obligation to humanity.

How many

days,

weeks,

months

before those

fucking things.

- Zombies.

(uneasy music continues)

- Zombies.

(uneasy music continues)

- Okay sir,

what's the plan?

(uneasy music continues)

- Well,

for starters,

we have less than two hours.

So,

how much ammunition have you all got?

(zombies growling)

(urine flowing)

- Had to.

Sorry.

- Okay,

so do we need to go over it again?

- No, we've got this, sir.

- Shoot them in the head.

Keep a bullet for yourself.

Get bitten, it's over.

- All for one and all that bullshit.

- Okay.

West, you stay with Hayman,

give her a ten second head start

and then start shooting.

Someone needs to get back
to our boys back home

and let them know what's going on here.

- No sir.

Can't we all leave together?

- I wish we could,

but the situation is far
graver than we anticipated.

Johnson,

you ready?

- Shit.

Hell no.

- Soldier?

- I'm joking, boss.

Let's kill those Nazi zombie fucks.

- That's more like it.

- Wish us luck.

Oh, and Miss Hayman,

we get outta this alive,

I sure would love to take you dancing.

- Focus Johnson.

Don't do anything heroically stupid now.

(uneasy music continues)

- Well, this is it.

(uneasy music continues)

And I'm okay with that.

- Well, I'm bloody not.

We're getting out of here.

(uneasy music continues)

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- Shh.

(uneasy music continues)
(zombies growling)

You hear that?

(uneasy music continues)
(zombies growling)

On you, Johnson.

(uneasy music continues)
(zombies growling)

(tense music)
(zombies screeching)

(dramatic music)
(gun shots firing)

(zombies screeching)

(dramatic music continues)
(gun shots firing)

- That's all of 'em, sir.

(zombie growling)

- Johnson!
(zombie screeching)

(gun shot fires)

- [Johnson] Eat lead, motherfucker.

(gun shots firing)

- Johnson.

Fall back.

(tense music)

- Do you think they're safe?

(tense music continues)

- We'll know shortly.

(tense music continues)

(zombie growling)

- Just a few more, aye Johnson.

- Whatever you say, boss.

(zombie growling)
(tense music)

Come on, you bastards.

(tense music continues)
(zombies screeching)

- Hold it, they're coming.

(tense music continues)
(zombies growling)

(tense music continues)
(gun shot fires)

- She's jammed.

(tense music continues)
(zombie screeching)

(uneasy music)

(zombie growling)

(tense music continues)

- The coast is clear.

Hayman, get your.

Hayman, look out!

(Hayman screaming)

(gun shots firing)
(zombies growling)

(rock music)

- Good work, Johnson.

(rock music continues)

(uneasy music)

- Oh shit.

(uneasy music continues)

(zombie screeching)

(gun shots firing)

Come on.
(gun shots firing)

Come on, pull back.
(gun shots firing)

(zombie screeching)

- I can't get a clear shot.

Hayman!

Oh, fuck it.

(gun shot fires)

(tense music)

Come on, grab your gun.

We're getting the hell out of here.

(uneasy music)

(zombie growling)

(gun shot fires)

(zombie growling)

(gun clicking)

Fuck.

No.

You've only got one left.

Get out of here now.

I'll be right behind you.

- You best be.
- Go!

Come here.

Come on your Nazi bastard.

Come on.

(tense music continues)

Come on.

You ugly piece of shit.

Come on.

- Keep moving.

(tense music continues)

Come on.

(gun shot fires)

- Sir, my leg.

(tense music continues)
(Johnson groaning)

- [Craftman] He's coming.

(tense music)

Come on.

(tense music continues)

(tense music continues)

- Okay, come on now.

Come on, man.

(West groaning)

- Come on, Johnson.

Almost there.

(tense music)
(zombie screeches)

(zombie snarling)

(gun shots firing)

(gun clicking)

- Come on, you motherfucker.

Come on.

Come on.

(tense music continues)

- Piece of

filth.

(tense music continues)
(West grunting)

(West continues grunting)

(West panting)

You motherfucker.

- Come on.

Come on.

Come on.

(zombie wheezing)

(zombie continues wheezing)

(zombie continues wheezing)

(uneasy music)

(suspenseful music)

(suspenseful music continues)

(dramatic music)

(soft music)

(Craftman groaning)

(soft music continues)

(soft music continues)

- West.

West.

West!

West!

(soft music continues)

(uneasy music)

(uneasy music continues)

(uneasy music continues)

(zombie munching)

(zombie screeching)

(dramatic music)

(dramatic music continues)

(explosion booming)

(dramatic music continues)

(Craftman chuckling)

(birds chirping)

- Do you think they'll
make it out of there?

- I hope so, but

I wouldn't bet on it.

(gun shot fires)

If I had any more ammo,
I'd go back in there, but

this is just a glorified club.

- Well, you did what you had to.

- We'll see our orders through.

That's

40,

45 minutes till our ride
gets to the extraction point.

(soft music continues)

- Let's go in and help them.

(soft music continues)

(West chuckles)

- Stay close.

(soft music continues)

(Craftman gasping)

- Damn.

Am I glad to see you two.

- [West] Let's get the
hell out of here, boss.

- Aye.
- I still owe you that pint.

- Help me out, would you?

(hopeful music)

- Come on.

(uneasy music)

(zombie growling)

- You gotta be fucking kidding me.

(uneasy music continues)
(zombie growling)

(gun shot fires)

(uneasy music)

Do you realize what you just did?

You just ended World War II.

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(reel spinning)
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- [Sherman Wilkins] Good
evening, ladies and gentlemen.

This is your trusted
voice, Sherman Wilkins,

bringing you a special report

on the extraordinary alliance
between Britain and America

that has secured victory over Germany

and its axis of evil.

Germany is defeated.

Hitler's reign is over.

Tonight we celebrate not
just a military triumph,

but the unity and determination

of two great nations

that stood shoulder to
shoulder against tyranny,

enduring the blitz,

the Battle of Normandy,

and countless other trials
with unwavering resolve.

Under the stalwart leadership

of Prime Minister Winston Churchill

and President Franklin D. Roosevelt,

the combined forces of Britain and America

launched a relentless campaign

against the forces of darkness.

Our soldiers fought bravely
on land, sea, and air,

driven by the belief in a
future free from oppression.

Yet amidst the horrors
of conventional warfare,

a sinister and shocking tale emerged

from the heart of the enemy's domain.

In their desperate bid for supremacy,

the German war machine

embarked on grotesque
biological experiments

seeking to create
invincible super soldiers.

These scientists, blinded by ambition

and devoid of humanity,

tampered with the very essence of life.

But in their quest for
an unassailable army,

they unwittingly unleashed a
horror beyond their control.

The experiments intended
to bolstered their ranks,

instead gave rise to
nightmare Nazi zombies,

undead soldiers driven by a
mindless hunger for destruction.

These abominations once meant
to turn the tide of war,

instead brought chaos and devastation

to the third Reich.

In the face of this unforeseen horror,

it was the joint efforts

of a select few allied soldiers

who stood to face the Nazi zombies

fighting valiantly to
contain the contagion.

The bravery and sacrifice
of these men and women

was extraordinary as
they confronted an enemy,

unlike any seen before.

Their heroism in the shadows
of war, often unrecognized,

was instrumental in our ultimate victory.

Hitler is dead.

So here today, we
recognize these individuals

and their valiant efforts.

Tonight as we revel in
this moment of triumph,

we honor the courage, unity,

and sacrifice that carried
us through the darkest days.

Now we must turn our undivided attention

towards the far east.

If Hitler dead, will Japan surrender

or will they follow in Germany's footsteps

and resort to the same
biological experiments

on their armies?

This ladies and gentlemen is something

that our nations cannot risk.

Winston Churchill himself has confirmed

that the Americans have a plan

which will be revealed
to us in the coming days.

An act of war to end all wars,

we are asked to remain
steadfast and patient

and victory will be ours.

This is Sherman Wilkins

reminding you that even in
the face of the unimaginable,

the spirit of humanity endures.

Through unity and determination,

we have overcome the greatest of evils

and we can all sleep peacefully tonight.

And on that thought,

I bet you all a good night

and God bless.

(zombie screeching)

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