March 12, 1943 – Location Unknown – 0312 hours
For the last five hours you have marched to your target. You have taken your time being careful as you were taught. Occasionally to stop to make navigational corrections, wait for what you thought might be enemy patrols, and to circle back on your tracks to see if you are being followed. Finally though you are overlooking your target.
As you sit looking over the barrel of your weapon, the thick white snow continues to come down, you can feel your clothes being soaked by the snow. As you slowly exhale you can see your breath. Looking down to the small camp you observe three sentries patrolling around the perimeter of your target.
You are to southwest of the target, about 1/2 mile distant. The main building is lit by one light on each side. The lights only illuminate out about 20 feet. Every once in a while you see a three man patrol pass under the lights. It is difficult to make out since the snow started falling about 2 hours ago.
In the distance you make out the occasional bark of a dog or two. And rarely do you see a truck pass up and down the road. No boats have been seen on the lake, but one is tied to the dock. The machine gun nests appear to be manned by what numbers you cannot make out.
A shiver runs up and down your body as the snow is starting to soak through your clothes.