As I walked out of the area I heard sirens blaring, "Firetrucks or police cars." I thought to myself. Boy was I wrong they were sirens of a war decree they were probably going to attack my base so In panic I ran towards the nearest phone and warned my platoon. But there was trouble, A German officer had spotted me, He had recognized me from a wanted picture that was hung on the window of a bakery across the street from us, I drew my pistol that was resting in my thigh holster and shot him dead between the eyes. Then I broke the window of the nearest car and stole it, It took me about an hour and a half to get to my base, where I was met by a load of gunshots and explosions.