Saints and Soldiers: The Void

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This is Armed Forces Radio

London, invasion at last.

Allied armies assault enemy held

France from sea and skies

smashing onto the Nazi held

beaches of Normandy.

A vast air armada of allied

paratroopers and gliders invade

Holland from the skies to free

the desperate Dutch people from

the clutches of their

Nazis masters.

Thousands of Hollanders pour

onto the roads and streets to

greet the allied liberators.

Fighting desperately rifle to

rifle, American GI's repel and

destroy a massive

German panzer army.

General Patton's tanks rush in

from the South destroying Nazi

forces and rescuing our boys

trapped behind enemy lines.

American shock troops capture

the Ludendorff Bridge and race

over the Rhine river, slashing

deep into the heart land

of Nazi Germany.

Entire American tank divisions

fan out against ever weakening

enemy resistance, as Russian

troops assaulted his underground

headquarters, Adolph Hitler took

his own life rather then

being captured alive.

Nazi Germany

teeters on surrender

as the Fatherland crumbles.

Hundreds of thousands of the

captured enemy clog the roads as

the furious allied

onslaught races forward.

Our frontline combat soldiers

battle their way deep into enemy

territory followed by an endless

bucket brigade of support

troopers who roll on day and

night keeping our fighting boys

brimming with bullets,

boots and bread.

The expanding gap between the

frontline spearhead and the

critical rear guard a vast

moonscape of wrecked

battle debris and enemy

dead is a no man's land

our GI's have nicknamed,

"The Void,"

this is Armed

Forces Radio London.

That rain is really coming down.

You got them?

Dead in my sight.

It's a kill shot.

What's McConkie saying?

Still waiting for him to

give us the go ahead.

This waiting game is killing me.

We have to be patient.

Company command wants us to wait

to engage the enemy

till they give us the signal.

It's stuffy in here we need

some fresh air.

Sarge?

Relax Simms you haven't had a

bath in a week,

consider it a blessing.

Roger that.

McConkie wants us to wait 'til

it's completely dark out there,

then he will give us

the signal to fire.

Mitchell?

Mitchell are you ready?

I'm good... and ready to move.

Seek, strike, destroy.

Seek, strike, destroy.

Do you know why I've

brought you out here?

We have a problem that needs

to be discussed.

This morning three men tried to

escape, two of them were shot.

Someone helped these

men to get out.

I want to know,

by whom.

I do not tolerate this kind of

behavior in my stalag.

Next time I will not be

so forgiving.

Do not doubt me, there

will be no escape.

Copy that out.

McConkie has given the command

to engage, fire when ready.

- Ready?

- Clear

On the way.

Come on.

Sergeant Atwood,

McConkie wants to see you and

Whitaker right away.

Max.

She's slowly dying on you.

She'll make it.

I bet you if I asked her nice and

she'd take me all the wayback to Pocatello.

Or you can trade her in

for a new one.

Now those are fighting words.

Don't talk about my

lady like that.

What? Do you think you can

take me pops?

Any day of the week, and

twice on Sunday?

Oh yeah, what'cha

going to do grandpa?

Oh, and you missed,

what'cha going to do?

Look at that I got

Nelson in a Nelson.

I'm sorry.

Don't apologize to me

apologize to the lady.

- I'm sorry ma'am.

- Its miss.

I'm sorry miss, that was very

rude of me to say and

it won't happen again.

Hey, knock it off enough of the

horse play we got to get moving.

All right, all right.

Don't mess with Ramrod,

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