You jump behind the crates, grabbing one of the guns, as a volley of shots ring out. One shot zips past your head, missing you by inches. You open up with your gun, dropping two of the men as you fire from the hip. In the chaos, the rest of the grave robbers dive for cover. Taking the opening, you flinging yourself through the door of a crumbling tower. More shots follow you, but you're just fast enough. You sprint up the stairs and through a doorway, surprised to find yourself on the fortress wall and out in the open again. Another shot whips through the air, taking off your hat. The look of consternation on your face quickly es as more shots ring out and you launch yourself back into the tower. 5zus
Looking around quickly you find another crate, this one with a Nazi Swastika and Imperial Eagle emblazoned on the side. You bash the lock with the butt of your rifle and find it full of potato mashers; German hand-grenades. You toss one out the doorway and into the courtyard below before a mad dash along the top of the fortress wall.
The loud crack of an explosion is followed by more cries of pain. You guess three guys are left.
As you're about to reach the other side, a man rounds the corner, a large scimitar in his hands and a wicked grin on his face.