Report from Timothy Dugan, dated Sept. 15th
We have been captured by the Germans. Our attack on the 14th of September ended with over half of the 107th being captured or killed. The captured ones (me among them) are being kept in odd circular cages. Today, they herded all of us out to work on some machinery. If you refused, they threatened not you, but the soldier next to you. The work was hard, and they didn't let us rest. Hitler's a Devil, and our jailers are his demons.
Sept. 20th
Have been here five days. Two men sick, and with the way they're packing us all in here, we'll soon have a full scale epidemic on our hands. Sergeant Barnes is doing his best to keep up morale, but he's looking run down, and the chances that he'll soon get sick seem unfortunately good.
I have found out, this isn't Hitler's operation, it's a man called Schmidt's. Another dirty German. It looks like he's working with some sort of experimental flying machines! Huh, if the good lord had meant us to fly, he'd have given us wings.
Bucky, New Portsmouth, June 6th
It's no good. Erskine was the only one who believed I could do this, and he's dead. Shot by a German spy.
The Superior Soldier Elixir Experiment took place in a secret base under a junk shop in NP. I was lead there on the 4th, by Margaret Carter, Gen. Philips secretary. After giving what I assume was the watchword, she led me through a door disguised as a bookcase, into a laboratory. It was quite modern looking, with a large wooden box the size of a carriage in the middle, with many wires attached to it, leading back to gear laden machines, the use of which I could not fathom. There was a balcony around the top of the room, with people seated in it, I suppose government people, or ones who helped fund the project. Margaret left to sit in the balcony, and I was lead to the box. Inside the box was a sort of bed thing, with restraints, and I was strapped to it. Dr. Erskine cleared his throat to get every ones attention. "Ladies and gentlemen, today we take not another step toward annihilation, but the first step towards the path to peace. We begin with a series of injections via hypodermic needle into the subjects major muscles. The elixir will cause immediate cellular change. Then, to stimulate growth, the subject will be saturated with vita rays."
I was given shots in my arms, legs, and torso, and them the box was shut, with just me inside it. I heard the sound of gears clanking, and a whirring sound, and the lights in the chamber began to glow brightly.
After the elixir was administered, all the politicians came down, congratulating Dr. Erskine, Howard Stark, Gen. Philips, and myself. All of a sudden, the balcony from which they had been watching exploded, and a man whom I had thought to be a reporter grabbed the last vial of Elixir, shot Doctor Erskine in the chest, and ran out. I ran over to him, and he whispered "A good man, Steven." Then he died. I got up (And up and up, I'm ten inches taller than I was!) and followed after his murderer. It was weird, being able to run without feeling out of breath. But I can now. I chased the spy out of the shop, where he had also shot the lady who owned the establishment, and into the street, where he jumped into a carriage driven by his accomplice. He whipped the horses and they dashed down the street. Suddenly, a shot hit the man who was driving, sending the carriage careening out of control.
The long and short of it, the man was a Hydra spy, and the last vial of elixir was smashed in the fight. The army took some blood, because it's apparently the only way they could recreate the elixir. Dr. Erskine shared the ingredients with nobody.
I was offered a job doing shows to assist the war effort. I'll be traveling around, acting in plays and being the star of "Colonel Libertas" stories. Not quite what I imagined doing. But it appears to be my only option fight now.
Hope you're having a better time of it than I am, Bucky.
Steve Rogers
Report from Timothy Dugan, dated Sept. 17th.
Today, the Germans herded up about ten of the prisoners here, I think for experiments, Sergeant Barnes among them. Morale is low. No one who has gone with the Germans (They say it's to the infirmary. I say the Devil is the father of lies) has returned, and we're forty miles behind enemy lines. The Guard at my cell knocks my fedora off every time I walk past. He's gonna get it, as soon as I find a way out…
Script from a musical entitled Colonel Libertas' Plan:
(Chorus Girls)Who's strong and brave here to save the New Albion way?
(Col. Libertas, center stage)Not all of us can storm a beach, or ride a horse. But there's still a way all of us can fight.
Who loves to fight like the man for what's right by day?
Series E defense bonds. Each one you buy is a bullet in the barrel of your best mans gun.
Who built and came door to door for New Albion? Carried the flag shore to shore for New Albion? From Hoboken to Spokane,(Col. Libertas lifts four CGs on a bench) The star spangled man with a plan!(cGs are put down.)
(CGs line up at attention) We can't ignore there's a threat and the warning is big. Who'll hand the noose on the goose that we loosed from Berlin. Who will redeem heed the call for New Albion, who buys it all, gives his all for New Albion. Who stands to prove that task? The star spangled man with a plan!
(Col. Libertas walks in front of CGs. Hitler prowler behind.) We know it's all about trying to win the war. But we can't do that without bullets and bandages, food and coats. And that's where you come in. Every bond you buy helps protect someone you love. The Germans will think twice about trying to get the drop on us. (Hitler pushed past CGs and lunges at Con. Libertas, who punches him out.)
Stalwart, and steady and true. See how this guy can shoot! We can tell that there's no substitute! Forceful and ready to defend the Red, White and Blue! Who'll give the Axis the sack and is smart as a fox? Far as an eagle we'll soar. Who's making Adolph afraid to step out of his bunk? He knows what we're fighting for. Who waked the giant that napped in New Albion? We know it's no one but Colonel Libertas.
Who'll finish what they began? Who'll kick the krauts to Japan? The Star Spangled Man with a plan!
