But on the table we found one more interesting thing. It was something like a radio. The captain, pointing at it, clipped his nose shut with his two fingers and gave a tug.
“A rat?” The colonel asked.
The captain nodded.
“A signal transmitter for the rats?” He asked again.
And once again he received an affirmative answer.
“Aha. So all this is your work?! This is you and that rat Führer?” Screamed the colonel. “Now you’re gonna pay for everything!”
“Nothing of the kind!” The doctor defended himself. “I don’t have anything to do with this!”
Suddenly outside the grenade explosions reverberated. A couple of rats banged their bloody bodies into the windows. The attack had begun.
“Time to go upstairs,” the colonel said, and passed the disk to the captain. “Finish with him.”
“Have mercy!
