Chapter 1 of Indiana Jones and Hitlers Stronghold

Posted by Gordon Whyte from 206.18.107.245 on July 23, 2000 at 18:27:25:

Indiana Jones and Hitlerıs Stronghold

An original tale by Gordon Whyte

Chapter 1
*1939 A freight ship off the German Coast*

A slick black coated man ran down the dark, foggy hallway. A few seconds
later he was followed by another man who trod much lighter as not to be
heard. The figure in front ran up a small flight of stairs then flung open
a
huge cast iron door. The man behind was becoming faster. A bolt of
lightning
lit up the first man. He was of tall stature, he wore an old German colnols
cap topped with a rather large eagle.

He turned around just to see a fist land on his face with a tremendous
thump
he fell to the ground out cold. The man who through the punch ran up the
stairs and outside onto the deck. He smelt the burning of cigar smoke, and
heard the shouts of guards.

Then came another bolt of lightning that hit the water close by. A huge
spray of gleaming, white water came over the dark deck of the ship and
under
the figures foot, he slipped and rolled down the deck into the light. He
lie
stretched out on the deck. On his head he wore a brown fedora hat, on his
chest he had a brown leather jacket covering a pale brown shirt. On his
legs
he wore grey surge trousers. It was Indiana Jones.

Indy quickly got up and ran over to an inflatible life raft. He started
unrapping it, nawing it with his teeth, pulling it with white knuckles. He
took a moment to rest, he looked up into the sky and saw a great bolt of
thunder gavering just above the boat. He went back down to his dinghy. He
had a sudden burst of energy and... finaly tore off the rope bindings. He
quickly pulling the inflator chord. Then ran over to the side of the boat
and jumped down.

A huge figure ran up to the side. Indy eyed him down, he had a bald head
exept for a few strands that where carefully combed back to give the
illusion of power. He also had on a generalıs uniform. Indy was happy to be
away from him when he looked at his arm. One was in tact but the other was
not there. And instead of an arm was a long heavy machine gun that came to
a
small point. Indy froze, until the german aimed his machine Œarmı at him.
Then he started to paddle.

He heard a shot hit rubber then he heard alot of hissing noises. He span
around and found him self face to face with the ugliest, most repulsive,
german agent he had ever laid eyes on. The Frankenstienıs monster of all
Frankenstienıs monsters, the Phantom of all the operaıs, the leader of all
unearthly face tribes. Indy threw himself back and covered his eyes
sniviling under his sleaves. The german had fat inflated half lips, a
hidiously long and fat nose, dark green eyes, one of the eyes had seemed to
have sunken into itıs socket.

The german pulled up his gun arm just about to fire when he heard a loud
ŒCLANGı of metal hitting metal. He turned his repulsive head just to see a
large rocket from a rocket launcher fly into his face. He was blown to
thousands of different pieces after being hit with a tank stopping weapon.
The blast knocked Indy out. The small raft was loaded back up onto the boat
and then the boat was taken to shore.

* Small British hidout somewhere under Germany*

Indy shot up out of a large bed. He was covered in sweat from head to toe.
Implanted in his mind was the image of that Nazi biest.

There was a knock on the door.

³C-c-come in.² Indy answered

The door opened and there stood a short squat man of about fifty. He was
wearing a large red british Captains uniform. Indy shielded his eyes from
the light. The man stepped inside and switched on the light. He had a
perfecty bald head and a brownish, redy, grey moustache. The expression on
the mans face made Indy regognise him quickly.

³Captain Blumbert!² Indy exclaimed

³Ahh Doctor Jones, I see that you are with the living again,² Blumbert said
in a thick English accent. ³One of men saved you with the help of a
Bazooka!²

³Yes... er... who was that monster?² asked Indy

³Oh you meen that great hulk of a brute who attacked you?²

³Yes, of coarse.²

³The Naziıs call him Bruno but all of us here at the ŒEnglishı department
call him ŒTHE sopwith camelı.² answered the Captain

³ What happened to his arm?² asked Indy

³Well you see, last year sometime he was fly around in a sopwith camel
shooting down every british man who went in the sky,² Blumbert shook his
head and shivered.²One of your troops took him down with a pistol in the
motor. He jumped out of the plane, still alive but lacking an arm. His face
had been deformed from the crash but some how he made it back to Germany by
covering his wound with some kind of Œmagical clothı. Once in germany they
re-fitted his arm with a prototype machine game.² he finnished

³Where did his plane crask?² asked Indy with curiosity

³ Somewhere near South America I believe²

³Where is this cloth now?² Shot out of Indyıs mouth

³I suppose ot is in Hitlerıs grand fortress where all the other artifacts
go.²

Indy looked at Blumbert with an expression of adventure.

³Oh I suppose we might be able to get there² Blumbert said

Indy walked over to Blumbert with gleaming eyeıs.

³Perhaps this can be my parth to Fortune and Glory!²

*German Stronghold*

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