Coming of age as a part of the first generation born free, WWII stripped me of my family, home, and future. Now I’m left with only one choice: to get my revenge and independence, or die trying. The odds are against us: will our tactics, stealth and teamwork be enough?

I’m part of the first generation born in a free Poland, after 123 years of foreign occupation. I grew up believing our freedom was safe, but the outbreak of World War II shattered that hope. We’re angry and tired, but also determined. We’re itching to do something, to reclaim our normal lives. My companions and I feel we have only one choice: to get revenge and win back independence for our city and nation, or die trying.

The odds are overwhelmingly against us, but we’re like brothers and sisters, driven by our fighting spirit, relying on our wits and teamwork. But will it all be enough?

If we plan well and execute correctly as a group, we might just stand a chance. We have many ways to approach each mission, always trying to make the right decisions.

Wherever our uprising takes us, our bravery will be remembered for generations. Our story will be told, there will be enough survivors to tell the tale. We’ll employ good tactics, be fearless, be like ghosts.