The Berlin Wall

the plan Strats to go smoothly, you knock out a guard in the ally and drag him into the dark, you steal his uniform and begin to make your way to the tank, you've forgotten a crucial part of the plan. you don't know how to drive a tank. you decide its to late to turn back now and just to go for it. you manage to get into the tank and start it up, the tank rams into the wall with full force but doesn't manage to break down the wall. you jump out of the tank and scale the wall your uniform getting torn by the barbwire, the floodlights shine on you, blinding in the night. the guard dogs run and jump latching onto your leg but you feel the hands of hope pull you over the wall. a West Berlin solider has pulled you over to the other side, saving your life in more than one way.