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Welcome to Valhalla

Private Dan Rickard of the Airborne Elite Division stared out at the tiny battlefield underneath him as he flew overhead in a paratrooper plane. Explosions and gunfire rocked the fragile ground and shook the air. He looked behind him as his companions; Privates Fred Lilliergen, Bjorn Hedberg, and AJ Marini laced up their parachutes and clutched tightly their guns. Behind them was the squad leader – Sergeant Drake Alexander. He gave his men an encouraging smile and urged them on.

“C’mon boys,” he said, as he gripped his pistol. “Let’s go kill us some Nazis.”

Dan grinned nervously and then jumped out of the plane. The air whipped itself at his face and he hurtled toward the ground. Reaching his fingers quickly toward his parachute cord, he pulled it with one mighty yank and above him billowed out his white parachute… perfectly visible for enemy fire, Dan thought. Shaking the negative thoughts from his mind, Dan crouched, ready for landing, and hit the soft, bloody and charred grass. Artillery pounded the earth, dirt and fragments of white-hot metal raining around the Allied soldiers. He looked up for his comrades, and down touched AJ, Fred, and Bjorn. They looked shaken. Above them floated down a white parachute, but no Sergeant Drake attached.

“It’s too late!” Bjorn shouted. “We have to go!”

The Airborne Elite swarmed up the nearby hill and opened fire. The smell of smoke and the screams of the wounded were blurred out as they pinpointed individual targets, aimed, and fired. The victims of the Elite never had a chance. Twisting, falling, screaming in the chaos, blood spurted high in arcs or spilled down chests and the wounded men called out for help which never came. Many were slain with the first bullet.

"We need to advance to those enemy bunkers ahead!” Fred yelled. “There’s a stationary MG holding our men down and we need to get them fast!”

Indeed, a concrete gray bunker sat in a rise in the valley across the battlefield and the flash and bang of a machine gun kept back the approaching American soldiers, struggling to make their way up the hill. AJ nodded and opened his mouth to talk.

Suddenly, three enemy German soldiers charged up the hill. AJ kicked one man down and they began to struggle hand-to-hand. Bjorn, with his Browning, shot down the second man before he knew what was happening. Bjorn dove to help AJ and Fred fell back in confusion. The third Nazi soldier, though, raised his rifle and pressed the trigger wildly. Bullets flew and Fred fell to the ground, grunting. He reached for his pistol in his jacket but an enemy boot stepped on his chest. Fred squinted up at the enemy profile holding him down, shadowed by the overhead sun. A swastika decorated the hateful uniform. Fred winced as he waited for the final blow to come.

Suddenly, all was quiet and calm. An eerie echoing buzzed through Fred’s ears. I must be dead, he thought.

“Think again, buddy!”

“Sergeant Drake?”

“You better believe it too!"

"But – but – but your parachute… and ..."

“We’re in a new kind of war, now, Fred. AJ, Dan and Bjorn are coming soon.”

Fred opened his eyes. Sergeant Drake was there, and behind him was a man, tall and broad-shouldered, muscular and armor-clad. He held a hammer and a shield, both bearing this symbol:

“Who… where are we?” Fred asked, open-mouthed.

“Fred Lilliergen,” the armored warrior said. His voice echoed like a melody of the ages that sung through time. Fred stared. “I am Jandar. Welcome to Valhalla.”

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So now we know how Drake and the AE were summoned to Valhalla. Who shall be summoneed next? The choice is yours, readers.

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