Chapter-22 : The time, it keeps on moving

"And yes, for the desert..." I said as I took out a bag containing many knives, and handed them to each one of them.

"These are top quality knives, the best you can get, each one is as sharp as they come and are very strong, each is like how you like them"

These were the hunting/descalping knives made from a very special alloy, a mix of titanium, steel, chromium and tungsten. With special creation process, these metals arrange themselves in a new alloy structure which is at least 10 times stronger than possible alloy or metal I can think about, well, now if I give a thought, they can be improved, but they are good as they are right now.

Their sharpness is of another level, they can cut through flesh like butter, and they will hold their Sharpness for a long time before even needed to be sharpened again.

"Nice, these look amazing, and are much better than the ones that we got at the camp!!" Omar said as he tried the knife.

Everyone nodded at that as I gave them the communication devices and explained how they worked, their eyes shined imagining the prospect of that.

Aldo specially took Interest in this, with wireless communication between us, our execution of the plans would become even more better.

At last I said "And as last time, do not tell about these to anyone, I hope you know what these can do in wrong hands"

I had explained the value of these things I made for them from the very beginning, they knew that these things could be catastrophic in hands of enemy.

I had took a precaution for that already, the guns, the armor, the knives, the comms, even if someone gets them, they won't be able to reproduce the same, still, it was better if it never reaches their hands at all.

"These are nice, but I still want my scalps, and you all gonna get me those scalps!!" Aldo said loudly as he smiled

"Yes sir!! " everyone said as they saluted including me.

"Let's go back to the base, we are already behind the schedule" He said as he led the troop of upgraded soldiers back.

## 8 months later ##

Life had been going great these months, our business was booming.

What business you may ask?? Well, the Nazi killing business.

In these eight months alone, we had already handed over all the scalps Aldo had demanded.

His face looked so incredible, it looked like he was about to cry, you could feel the pride in his eyes from far away.

The name of the Basterds had spread far and wide, yet no one knew who we really were.

For some we existed, for some we were just a myth, for some, we were just a made up story to scare the children, but everyone in German occupied France knew of the Basterds.

But we didn't care for that, the thing that we wanted was happening, the fear of us was spreading like wildfire in the enemy ranks. Our tactics worked well above expected, Aldo even got promoted two times and was a Major now.

Our worth was increasing in everyone's eyes, our experimental group had proven extremely beneficial. Many soldiers even wanted to join us, but were rejected by Aldo.

And even with all this, we weren't super famous yet. All the glory nowadays was about Captain America - Steve Rogers also called The Super Soldier and The first Hero of America.

He and his howling commandos had been all over the radios and movies, his every exploit, destruction of Hydra, everything was being covered my multiple daring cameramen to be shown to public and increase the number of soldiers recruited and increase the morale of the army.

The basterds were working hard too, but there was only so much that could be done by 10 people only, but that didn't discourage us.

I had been training them more and more these months, my [Teaching] skill was maximum yellow right now. They were becoming more and more fluent in speaking German and French, they were at a point where they could communicate with the language easily, but with an accent, and that was the main part, getting rid of the accent.

I had taught them the ways how German and French people conducted themselves, their common sense, and especially, the German three hand-sign.

Not only this, they were progressing much more in the fighting department.

I was teaching them the [Gun-Fu] skill along with teaching them ways of assassination and using whatever you can find as a weapon.

Donny was hopeless as an assassin, so he only focused of the [Gun-Fu], except him, everyone was now at a level where they could become a fairly good assassin, and surprisingly, Aldo was the one that grew the most.

It felt like his protagonist aura was helping him, he was only a few months of intense training away from reaching John's level in the art of assassination. Well, he was already well versed in combat Judo and Karate, well enough to hold his strong against any black belt.

As for everyone else, they only knew Karate, and had to start from bottom, but were hitting the satisfactory mark.

This was the reason why our missions went more easy is the past month, we would quietly take over the whole bases or camps at once without anyone knowing and do our job.

Even if they still liked to barge in front the front door, we still mostly did that when we wanted to enjoy ourselves.

And with me training them, they were getting better very fastly.

Even Aldo took his pride down a little to learn from me, well, pride was a thing useless to him, or any of us, we were already the "Inglorious Basterds"

And over these months, one more basterd had joined us, Hugo Stiglitz.

He was famous among German soldiers, not for doing great service for Nazis, but for betraying them.

As an German Enlisted man, he killed 13 Gestapo officers, {A/N : For those who don't know, Gestapo was the secret police force of Germany occupied Europe, it was used to eliminate any kind of opposition they faced, and it was the main instigator of the Holocaust}

He was caught in Paris, taking his thirteenth kill, but instead of executing him there, he was being taken to Berlin to be made an example of.

We got the news fast, and were already on our way.

Aldo always needed people like these, the ones who had a fire in them, as soon as he had got the news, he wanted him to join us.

~~ Flashback ~~

We made the plan and ambushed the whole prison.

And in just minutes, every guard was either unconscious or dead.

We stood in front of his cell as we saw him smoking his cigarette without any care in the world.

"Sergeant Hugo Stiglitz???" Aldo asked him, to which he nodded slightly as he blew the smoke.

"liute....Major Aldo Raine, these are the basterds, ever heard of us??" Aldo asked again as he pointed towards us.

He nodded again as Aldo spoke once more.

"We just wanted to say that we are a fan of your when it comes to killing Nazis... "

A man on the floor groans as he tried to get up but

*Bang!!!* with a muffled gunshot, Wicki fired the man's soul to the afterworld.

Aldo continued "I think you show great talent. And I pride myself to have an eye for that kind of talent" while he gestured towards us.

He moved forward a little as he leaned towards the bars as he said "But your status as a Nazi killer is still amateur, We came all the way here to see if you wanted to go pro??"

Hugo took a smoke in, and nodded as he exhaled the smoke.

~~ Flashback End ~~

Currently we were heading for OUR base, the hidden base that no one except us knew about.

Special guests were going to visit us today.....

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