[ Tortured ] Remake DISCONTINUED

Chapter 12

Britain POV
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Poland slowly opened the metal door, trying to make it squeak as little as possible. Once it was open everyone pulled their guns out and ready. "I have to admit, I am quite nervous." I whispered to my wife next to me. "Agreed but we have to do this," we slowly walked inside...

...Once everyone was inside...

We found a relatively quiet area and radioed in, "Alright we are in." America Whispered. *bzz* "Alright, does everyone know what to do?"
Un asked, United States looked around everyone had nodded their heads showing they know what to do. "Yes we all know."
*bzzz* "good, go when you are ready,"
"Over and out."
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Soviet POV
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"Alright, everyone ready?" I nodded along with everyone else. "So, me Poland, Britain and France, and Soviet do you want to go alone or.?" America started. "I would rather yes." I finished, "alright we all have a radio so contact if anything happens" Poland chimed in. Slowly Britain and France walked out of the room, and a minute later I followed behind. United, and Poland following in the same pattern, I slightly opened my machete case in my left leg, being my dominant side. Just in case I ever needed it. But my gun rested in my hands fully loaded.
I was nervous no lie, but this is a new high. The dark hall only being illuminated by my flashlight.

I froze when I heard the slight sound of footsteps, slowly getting closer to my position.
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Third Reich POV
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Walking down the long dark hallway I was thinking when to invade Britain. Of course I am attacking his country already I just have to figure out how to get him to surrender. I suddenly stopped against my will, 'I swear I thought I heard something' I thought, "who's there!?" I yelled. It was silent where I stood I pulled out my pocket knife, "Third?" I recognized the voice. "Oh, it was just you Italy.." My ally walked towards me ending up next to me. "You doing okay?" He asked, "yeah.. just thought I heard something, must have been a mouse." He slowly nodded.

"You ready to head into the meeting room?" Italy asked me, "yeah let's go." I followed him to the room...
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Soviet POV
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I let out a breath I didn't know I was holding. It took a lot of strength to not run up and stab him in the head. Somehow I held myself back. At least I know where they will be at.
I pulled my radio at, but before I turned it on I moved to a empty area, "guys" I said
"Soviet? Are you okay!?" "Yes I'm okay Britain, but I heard something about the axis being in a meeting room so be careful what room you enter." *bzz* "alright thanks Soviet" America thanked. I turned off the radio, and started to move again.

But did he know he was about to go?
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A/N
Word count: 498
Alright there's chapter 12 hope you like it
So we are heading to the good stuff and finally got a third POV. But those will be often in the following chapters
Have a good day or night