Brank
Ragnar turns towards him, grabs him and punches him in the stomach... Slowly a single tear runs down his face..
"You bastards, you fucking raped my wife, killed her afterwards, CUT HER FUCKING HEAD OFF AND LEFT IT ON A STAKE! You murdered my only son, you took everything zhat ever was important to me!"
One of the other soldiers comes over to him and puts his hand on his shoulder...
"Calm down, Ragnar... I know... Aber wir first need to give him a combat trial."
Ragnar turns to him, wiping off the tear, hatred in his voice...
"Korrekt. Lets get zhis over with. Get zhe others hier."
"Jawohl!"
The other soldier hurries off and gets the rest of the cannons crew, forty men in total... They all come together...
Ragnar:
"Zhis man is a communist rebel, He was in zhe December Revolution War, he raped, murdered, pillaged! Today he showed his true face by shooting down a Kriegszeppelin, murdering thousands of Germans! We now decide over his fate! Wer ist für den Blutadler!"
The men cheer and shout...
"BLUTADLER! BLUTAAR! BLUTADLER! BLUTAAR! BLUTADLER! BLUTADLER!"
Ragnar grins satisfied... and turns towards the commie..
"You hear that? Das Volk hat entschieden.. Get zhe Axe."