Rise of the Undead 1943 Read Online Free PDF

spits on the floor, “Shit, you ain’t even got dirt
on those stripes.”
    Monte snaps his head to look at Johnson, “You watch your fucking
mouth.”
    “Or what?”
    The Americans break into a shouting argument. Pilch and
Matty have to restrain Johnson to stop a fight.
    Yusif steps between the men and Monte, “This is getting us
nowhere!” The men stop squabbling and look to Yusif, “The tunnel behind us is
flooding!”
    Monte glares at Yusif who shrugs.
    Johnson leans down to the door and listens, “He’s right.”
    Pilch leans back against the wall, “Oh man.”
    “What about Lewis and Smith?” Clint asks.
    All eyes turn to the door.
    Lewis and Smith make it to the outer temple door. Lewis
starts to beat on it with his fists.
    “Get it open! Get it open!” Smith cries.
    The water is now up to their waists.
    “You have any grenades?” Smith asks.
    Lewis takes off his pack, “Better, breaching charges.”
    Smith nods as Lewis starts fumbling in his pack. From deep
under the water, a screech of metal reverberates.
    Smith looks around nervous, “What was that?”
    The water extinguishes the torches, and they’re in darkness.
Lewis flinches as something brushes against his leg.
    “Something’s in here,” Lewis tells Smith turning on his
flashlight.
    The water churns near Smith as he fumbles for his rifle. A
hand breaks the water behind him and grasps his head. He screams as he fights
to knock it off. Lewis watches in horror as Smith is jerked below and
disappears.
    Johnson is face to face with Monte, “We can’t just leave ‘em
behind!”
    “Just blow the door! We can swim for it!” Matty says.
    Oddball nods enthusiastically, “Yeah, we can swim.”
    “Everyone calm down!” Monte orders.
    “Clinty, you can swim? Right? Pilch?” Oddball continues.
    “Oddball, shut up,” Monte tells him.
    “Johnson, you can swim?”
    “Shut up! Who knows how much water is behind there? What if
it’s some kind of underground river? You want to drown us?”
    Johnson shakes his head, “This ain’t no place for a
Christian man.”
    Pilch looks around, “Hey, where’d the A-rabs go?”
    Yusif and Camir have disappeared.
    Matty indicates the right branch of the intersection, “They
didn’t go this way.”
    Monte looks to him, “You sure?”
    “I’m standing here, ain’t I?” Matty says defiantly.
    All eyes turn to the left.
    “Johnson, go check it out,” Monte orders.
    “Hell with that.”
    “Oddball, go with him.”
    Oddball looks around scared, “But we don’t even . . . I mean
. . . Jesus, Sarge.”
    “I’ll go,” Pilch volunteers.
    “Yeah, he’ll go,” Oddball whines
    Monte glares at him, “I gave you an order.”
    “Come on Sarge, Pilch’ll go; he’s more reliable anyway.”
    Pilch pulls out his flashlight and moves into the darkness.
    Johnson watches Pilch walk away and sighs, “Best if I go
with ‘em,” and follows.
    Monte turns to Matty, “Put those god-damn grenades away.”
    The water is up to Lewis’ neck; he fumbles with his
flashlight and the breaching charge, takes a deep breath, and dives underwater.
He places the charge on the door, pulls the fuse, and comes back to the
surface. He shines his light down the tunnel, something moves.
    “Bless me father for I have sinned,” he fires into the
darkness.
    The fuse burns underwater, bubbles rising to the surface.
    Lewis speaks in Arabic, “May peace and God go with you.”
    He fires again. The water is almost to the top of the
tunnel, Lewis has to turn his head to breathe.
    He starts a Hindu prayer chant. The water is inches from the
top. Lewis continues his chant, only to be silenced by the water covering his
mouth. He holds his breath and frantically looks around with his flashlight.
His eyes go wide with fear as two Germans swim up to him; he tries to draw his
knife, but they grab him, pushing him toward the breeching charge. He looks
back at it and struggles. They swim him down and push him onto the charge
holding him