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Gunter watched the soldier approach him, his knife at the ready. The soldier laughed to see the boy, swallowed by his clothes, trying to look threatening with his small knife. When the man got close to Gunter, the boy took a swipe at him. The man jumped quickly out of the way, grabbed Gunter's arm, and bent it backwards. Gunter cried out in pain and dropped the knife. The man twisted Gunter's arm more and grabbed the other one, twisting both behind Gunter's back. Gunter struggled and snarled, trying to get free, but to no avail. The man had him firmly in his grip, and began to march him to the car. Gunter looked back at the knife, and watched as it slowly got farther and farther away from him. His only defense now gone. He swore in German, beginning to insult the soldiers and their families. What else could he do? He was not strong enough to break free, and the soldiers were giving them no opportunities. It seemed the adventure was over.