Mad+Jack

Jack Churchill and the Scheming Scar

Colonel Jack Churchill peered through the thick night, his fierce eyes piercing the darkness, focused upon his enemy with the intensity of a hawk. His hands clenched his trusty bow, ready to strike down Nazi scum faster than a cobra's strike. A one handed claymore rested at his side, sharp as sin and hungry for Fascist blood. All around him, invisible in the shadows of the forest, were his men, his commandos. Each one of Churchill's men was among the best that Her Majesty's Army could train, each one a master of over a dozen killing arts. Knives, bombs, pistols, sharpened sticks, each was as deadly as devastating as a tank charge in the hands of his commandos. These men had followed their Colonel to hell and back, striking at the Reich where it was it hurt most. Churchill, nicknamed Mad Jack, was the kind of man who could inspire such loyalty in his soldiers. He felt no fear, knew no uncertainty. Churchill lived for battle, always the first into the fray and last to depart, leaving a trail of dead Germans with arrows buried in their chests. A master of many skills, from disguising to demolitions. He was a man both feared and respected by the German War Machine, a worthy foe. His team of commandos, in tandem with the Prime Minister's Ministry of Ungentlemanly Warfare, had successfully carried out over a dozen secret missions against the Nazis. But this mission was unlike anything they had faced previously. Tonight, their actions could possibly decide who won the war. In the nearby Norwegian town of Rjukan was a secret German factory whose purpose was to manufacture heavy water. The Ministry's intel suggested that this radioactive substance was an integral part of some Nazi super weapon project. The factory needed to be destroyed, all traces of its work eliminated before the Germans could make their weapon. Naturally, the task was given to Churchill and his commandos, supported by agents of the Ministry. The mission itself was simple, at least on paper. Churchill and his men were to infiltrate the factory, lay down enough explosives to reduce it to a smoking wreckage, and get out all while avoiding German attention if possible. The reality of the situation was much more interesting. The town was crawling with Nazi patrols and security measures. According to their intelligence, the factory itself was even more heavily defended. But, the number of Nazi personnel was not what interested Churchill. It was who was leading them. Otto Skorzeny was known by the Allied Forces as the most dangerous man in Europe, Hitler's favorite commando. His squad, called the Hunting Party, struck terror in the hearts of Allies. Skorzeny, also known as the Scar because of a dueling mark, was personally responsible for saving Benito Mussolini from justice, as well as assassination plots against the Allied Leaders and the American General Eisenhower. By all accounts, the man was brilliant, ruthless, and completely dedicated to the Fuhrer. And, to Churchill's great interest, he was also a master swordsman, always armed with his fearsome saber.

//more to come this week...//