In late summer/early autumn 1944, Heinrich Himmler initiated Unternehmen Werwolf (Operation Werwolf), ordering SS Obergruppenführer Hans-Adolf Prützmann to begin organising an elite troop of volunteer forces to operate secretly behind enemy lines. As originally conceived, these Werwolf units were intended to be legitimate uniformed military formations trained to engage in clandestine operations behind enemy lines in the same manner as Allied Special Forces such as Commandos. Prützmann was named Generalinspekteur für Spezialabwehr (General Inspector of Special Defence) and assigned the task of setting up the force's headquarters in Berlin and organising and instructing the force. Prutzmann had studied the guerrilla tactics used by Soviet partisans while stationed in the occupied territories of Ukraine and the idea was to teach these tactics to the members of Operation Werwolf.
Battle vs. Alamo Scouts (by Goddess of Despair)[]
Werwolf 
Alamo Scouts 
The Alamo Scouts move through the forest slowly, the sun setting slowly behind them. “The camp should be up ahead.” Said the Alamo leader. The squad exited the forest, on their guard. “This place looks like a ghost town …” said a scout as they entered the POW camp. A Nazi Werwolf watches the soldiers, loading a magazine into his Gewehr as quiet as he could. From behind a door, the Alamo leader could hear someone on a radio…speaking German.
“Something’s not right.” Said the scout as he reached for the door knob. Suddenly, the Werwolf marksman opens fire, hitting an American in the back of his head.
“AMBUSH!” cries out the Alamo leader as the scouts rush for cover. A Werwolf kicks open the door from the radio room, firing a luger round into an Alamo Scout.
Turning, the Alamo leader sprayed his Thompson into the German, who went down in seconds.
The other Alamo Scout popped from cover to fire a few shots at the Werwolf marksman, who ducked in response. The Alamo leader turned his attention to the footsteps of another Werwolf. The second the German came into view, the Alamo leader rained bullets upon him.
The Werwolf marksman appeared again, but the Alamo marksman was ready and fired several rounds into him with his M1 Garand.
The final Werwolf silently waits in a bush as the Alamo Scouts begin to move. Drawing his luger, the German took aim, firing several rounds into the American marksman.
The Alamo leader fired his final round from his Thompson, which met the German’s hand. Crying in pain, the Werwolf dropped his luger as he Alamo Scout rushed forward. He slammed his fist into the German’s face, making him stumble back words. Picking up the luger, the Alamo Scout fired what remained of its magazine into the Werwolf.
Tossing the luger aside, the Alamo Scout looked upon the battlefield, his face full of anger. "I knew this mission was going to be a fucking failure."
Expert's Opinion[]
Although the Werwolfs weaponry was lighter than the Scout's equipment, they were not able to do as much damage as the powerful .45 ACP round of the Scout's short and medium ranged weaponry. That combined with the American's superior training lead them to a victory over the Germans.