Those Sneaky Germans...

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Imagine it's June 6, 1944, and you just stormed the beach at Normandy.  

You were one of the lucky ones to make it safely to whatever foxhole is now protecting you from the bullets and heavy artillery being fired your way.

Now imagine summoning the strength to go EVEN FURTHER towards the German bunkers dug in at the top of the ridge in hopes that you can 1) Kill some Krauts, and 2) Provide some relief to your countrymen being shot at as they exit their Higgins boats on the open beach below.

You claw your way to one of these bunkers, and as bullets go whizzing past your head, you see an air vent on the backside of this concrete clubhouse that you assume leads directly into zee Germans' lair. 

So you pull the pin on a grenade, wait for a second or two, and drop it into the exposed air vent hoping the soldiers inside did "nazi" it coming.

Then this happens… (actual Normandy bunker below)

Sneaky fucking Germans.

TYFYS, and take a report.

-Large