Jimbuna breaks free of his bonds and reaches quickly for the 9mm Browning underneath his tunic for such an eventuality (the quislings had forgotten to frisk him).
He puts the barrel to his left temple and his last words to them "If your prepared to be dictated to and treated like cattle....don't be suprised if you eventually find yourself being betrayed and preyed upon. Dwell on it and wonder which one of you will be next."
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