Uh, yeah, sure...

The second German woman is not as spectacularly impressive as Helga, but she's definitely a fine specimen of Aryan womanhood. Unlike Helga with her leather dominatrixwear, this bitch wears a German military uniform complete with swastika armbands. She looks young and fit and healthy. And dangerous.

You eye her and her drawn gun. With your peripheral vision you guesstimate how to grab Helga's gun, which is on the ground to your left. With your right hand you grab a small rock and throw it at the female soldier, then quickly tumble to your left, grabbing the gun with your right hand and ending up lying on your back getting ready to point the weapon at her. As you bring your gun hand up, she fires!

The stinging pain in your hand makes you whimper like a little girl. Damn it, the bitch shot the gun right out of your hand!

Helga takes a moment away from terrorizing the defenseless Wonder Woman. You see your hapless heroine near-naked, her soft white flesh exposed to the gritty elements while the muscular German superwoman manhandles her. Helga smiles and says, "Zo, ve're so glad you could join ze party!"

You hold your aching hand and grimace, and look back up at your attacker, the young female soldier. Her gun hand is relaxed. She smiles as she holds her other hand up. Between her thumb and middle finger she holds the rock you threw at her. Her smile grows bigger, and before you know it the rock is flying at your face.

You cringe. You're knocked ****.