The flickering portal gazes into the rolling planes, grass up to a mans chest gazing back in some parts. 
	
	Felix looked around at his men, many of them nervous and mumbling now. The Mauser Kar98k slung across his back shifted as he pulled his MP40 from his side, away from its sling. In a well rehearsed move he loudly pulled the slide back and chambered a round before taking a breath and then a step. "Let's not keep this place waiting then" Felix said as he stepped through the portal, a warm wind immediately brushing over him.