Dieter stared out the window of the train at the tall pines and rocky outcrops. Suddenly the sound of the struggling engine was punctuated by a loud explosion and violent juddering. Jolted to the floor, it took a moment before the shouts, screams and rattle of machine guns registered. Two round holes pierced the wooden slat above his head and he snapped back into reality. Clambering to his knees he felt the floor sway as the carriage started to roll backwards. As the remains of the train began its descent, slowly picking up speed, he fired blindly into the trees.
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