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The next morning, the men of Barracks 2 were loudly woken up by the rotund Sergeant of the Guard. He slapped on a few bunk frames as he walked around the room.
"Rous, Rous! Everyone up, up, up!" All the men grumbled as they rubbed their tired eyes and sat up.
"Oh Schultzy! Sod off will you?" Newkirk groused, turned over and facing the wall. Schultz walked back over to his bunk and slapped it harder.
"Well, if you boys weren't up to monkey business all night, you wouldn't be so tired in the morning."
"But we weren't Schultz. We all went to bed on time," Hogan replied, zipping his leather bomber jacket up as he walked over to the stove to get a cup of coffee.
"Colonel Hogan, Colonel Klink is not in a good mood this morning, please don't cause any trouble! Can you and your men just get into line and behave this morning?" Schultz begged as Newkirk jumped down from his bunk and started changing.
"We won't cause any trouble Schultz, I promise."
"When you promise something Colonel Hogan, it means trouble for me."
"I could tell you what's going on. First..." Hogan began.
"Please Colonel Hogan, I see.."
"Nothing!" All 15 men of Barracks 2 said in unison. Then they all laughed out loud.
"Jolly jokers, all of you," Schultz said, leaving the barracks.
As soon as he was gone, LeBeau looked over at their commanding officer. "Mon Colonel, you think Klink will buy it?"
"We'll soon see. Let's get out there for roll call before Klink has a conniption," Hogan replied, putting his coffee cup down and putting his crush cap on as he headed out the door of the barracks.
Colonel Klink came barreling down the stairs from his office, his sights set on the Senior POW. "Colonel Hogan, I trust all your men have eaten and are not going to faint in roll call again are they?"
"No Kommandant, no one is going to faint. Everyone is fine."
"They better be Colonel Hogan or..."
Klink was cut off as a Gestapo staff car entered the camp and parked in front of the Kommandant's office. Four Gestapo agents stepped out of the car and headed for Klink and Schultz.
"Who is Colonel Klink?" one of the agents asked, standing in front of the other three.
"I am. And you are?" Klink asked, moving toward the group.
"I am Major Bach. These are my fellow agents, Major Krause, Captain Eichmann and Captain Hoch. Could we speak privately in your office?"
"Of course," Klink said, turning to Schultz. "Schultz, dismiss the men, then report to my office."
"Yes Herr Kommandant," Schultz replied, saluting his superior officer before turning back to the men. "Prisoners, disssmissed!"
Hogan and his men watched as Schultz followed the four Gestapo agents and the Kommandant as they entered the office. "I think we should listen in on this one. We don't want to miss the entertainment that's coming," Hogan said, motioning his men to follow him into the barracks, heading for his office.
As soon as they got in, Kinch plugged the coffee pot up.
"It seems we have been here before," Carter said to nobody in particular.
"Shhh, lets here what they have to say," Hogan replied, motioning to the coffee pot.
"So, what can I do for you gentleman?" Klink asked.
"We are looking for Major Hochstetter. Could you tell me where he is at?"
They heard Klink audibly gasp. The five men grinned broadly as Klink came over the tiny speaker again.
"Bu..bu..but, he was killed early yesterday evening."
"No, he was not. We received the report this morning. The Major was not in the vehicle that was blown up. We believe he is still in this camp, as it was the last place he was seen."
"Sir, the other agents searched the camp. They obviously didn't find him. Do you think he would stay here?"
"Are you questioning the word of four Gestapo agents, Corporal Klink?"
"I believe you meant Colonel Klink, sir."
The men in Hogan's office started laughing loudly. "Gets him every time!" Kinch said.
"Yeah, threats of demotion and reassignment is Klink's 2 greatest fears. Behind Frau Linkmeyer, of course," Hogan replied, causing the men to break out laughing again.
"No, I believe the title fits someone who questions the Gestapo."
"He's a genius, that one!" Newkirk said, still laughing.
"I'll arrange full access to the camp for you. You can begin whenever you like." Klink replied, his attitude of complete compliance.
"Klink back peddles more than anyone I've ever known," Carter said.
"Thank you Colonel, we'll begin with a special formation of all prisoners, and we will start by checking the cooler. If that is okay with you?"
"Ja, ja, I will get the prisoners into formation right away."
"Thank you Colonel, we will be getting our necessary equipment out of our car, so we will meet you outside."
"Ja Major. I will be out shortly."
"Heil Hitler!" four voices said loudly.
"Heil Hitler," Klink replied, the door slamming. "I can't believe this. This is yesterday all over again. I hope nothing else blows up."
Kinch unplugged the coffee pot as the five men continued laughing. "Poor ol' Klink! I don't know how much more he can take. I think he would freak if another car blew up!" Newkirk voiced, echoing what the others were thinking.
The laughed for another minute or two before Hogan said, "We'd better get ready for the "special formation" and phase two of our plan."
