Another day another factory.

A/N: I don't own any of the characters that appear in Hogan's heroes. The story and any other characters are mine.

Chapter 9:

"Everything is set colonel." Carter loaded the last lot of explosives into the car. "We've got enough to blow that factory all the way to Berlin."

"We'll send them the next factory; right now they have enough of them to deal with."

"Colonel, I just got off the radio to Kinch." LeBeau came round the corner of the motor pool and hurried towards them. "Olsen and Forster will be ready to get some of the guys back to Stalag 13 and he's organised some of the underground members to handle the rest so they can make it safely back to London."

"Great." Hogan sighed. "Sounds like everything is going perfectly so far...so why do I have a nagging feeling that something will go wrong any second?"

"Maybe because everything has gone so well and there haven't been any real problems so far?" Carter said. They all looked at him; he always had a way of making something seem worse than it was.

"You really do 'ave a positive outlook on everything don't you?" Newkirk said sarcastically shaking his head.

They headed back to their quarters where they could talk more freely. They were half way across the compound when Parks came running over to them looking worried. Other men were watching him as he past but quickly lost interest as he came to a stop before them. He was covered from head to toe in dirt.

"Sir...We need your help." He was trying to get his breathing under control and speak at the same time, which was very hard to do.

"What happened?" Hogan spoke quietly, not wanting to be over heard by anyone passing by.

"We were attempting to finish the last part of the tunnel we dug a few months ago. The support beams we had in place should have been enough to hold but...They didn't. Addams didn't make it out before they collapsed. He's alive but we think he's hurt."

"Sergeant." Hogan turned to Carter, switching back to his German accent even though no one seemed to be listening in. "Go get some shovels, we'll need to get him out as fast as we can." Carter took off immediately. "Show us where."

Parks led the way to barracks 4. Once the door had closed, push pushed the stove aside to reveal the tunnels entrance. Parks climbed down into the tunnel, followed by Hogan and Newkirk. LeBeau stayed behind so Carter would know where they were. It was a fair sized tunnel and looked to be in pretty good condition. It was only just big enough for the average person could stand upright, but that was all they needed for a tunnel. Parks grabbed a lantern from the table and led the way through the tunnel almost at a run. Within minutes they came to a mound of dirt and rocks filling the tunnel with only a small gap at the very top.

Hogan climbed the mound as best he could, and looked through to see if he could see anything on the other side. He could just make out Addams under what looked like a support beams that had been used for the ceiling. He could see that although the tunnel around him had entirely collapsed, the area around him was relatively clear and they would be able to move him out of the without too much hassle.

"Addams? Can you hear me?" Hogan called. "Don't try to move, we'll get you out soon."

"Take your time. Everything's okay here." Addams voice came through the gap. "Just a few cuts and bruises."

Carter and LeBeau appeared by their side and passed out the shovels they had brought. Slowly, they started digging. LeBeau had grabbed some large water buckets and had lined up as many prisoners from barracks 4 as he could. Once the buckets were full, they passed them along the line and back again once they were emptied. It took them an hour to create a hole big enough for them to crawl through and reach Addams.

Newkirk slid down the mound and lifted the beam off him. Parks came up behind him and without saying anything; they each grabbed one of Addams' arms and pulled him into a sitting position against the nearest wall. He tried to suppress a groan but was unsuccessful.

"I told you not dig any further until we had more beams to support the weight." Parks said in a way that was clearly saying I told you so. He smiled, no matter how bad the situation was, he knew that his friend would be okay and that it had not been worse.

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"How's he doing?" Hogan, LeBeau, Cater, Newkirk and Parks were all in the commandants' quarters and were getting ready to leave the camp and attempt to blow the factory a short distance away.

"He's doing okay. His leg isn't broken, it's just extremely sore at the moment. He can still make it to Stalag 13 if I help him." Parks, Addams and the other men from barracks 4 were all going straight to stalag 13. They would be the ones with the most to lose if anything went wrong.

"Good. Max will be here in exactly 2 hours. We have to be ready to move as soon as he's here. The quicker we move the better it will be."

"Right. My guys are already working on the diversion for the guards on the other side of the camp. They just need the signal and they'll start."

"Newkirk, get in touch with Kinch. He'll need to stand by, so these guys get there safely."

"Right sir."

Parks headed back to the camp's hospital to check on Addams and left Hogan and the others to organise themselves. Max was arriving in just under two hours. They still had some work to do, before they left.

Newkirk came back into the room around 10 minutes later. "Everything is set Guv'nor. Olsen and Forster will be in the woods in just over 2 hours. Schultz is on guard duty outside the fence again tonight so they wouldn't have any trouble getting in and out."

"Okay. Carter, let's go over this just one more time." Hogan opened a draw and pulled out a map, with the factory circled in red pen. "Give us everything you have on this. Especially the best place to cause a massive chain reaction." Over the next hour and a half, they went over everything for what seemed like the 100th time that week.

There was a knock on the door and Hogan went to open it. Max was standing in the doorway; He was wearing the same black Gestapo uniform and hat. The only difference this time was that the gun he had in the holster attached to his belt was loaded. When they had arrived at stalag 7, although had the same gun on him, it was not loaded. He walked inside and Hogan shut the door behind him, quickly looking outside as he did.

"Any trouble getting here?"

"None at all colonel. Security has been tightened of cause, but there is nothing out of the normal as far as I could see."

"Okay then. LeBeau, go tell Parks that it's time to go." Hogan gathered up everything they needed and then got rid of anything they would not need after tonight. When Parks arrived and told them that his men were waiting down in the tunnel, they all left the building and headed for the truck.

"I have some business to attend to sergeant. Until I return, you are in charge. Understand?" Hogan spoke to the guard outside the building. Silently thinking that he needed to improve on his German when he had the chance.

"Jawohl Herr Major." The guard came to attention and saluted as he walked past.

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"The break out from stalag 7 must have been discovered." Carter said as they pulled up in an old side street only a hundred metres from where the factory was located. "We haven't past a single patrol yet."

"Let's hope it stays that way." Hogan said as he checked his gun. "Kinch has done a great job on the orders we have but if it's all the same, I'd rather not use them."

They jumped out of the back and LeBeau passed the bags full of explosives out to them before jumping down himself. Slowly and quietly they made their way towards the wires surrounding the area. Hogan looked through his binoculars and saw that the security was still heavy inside the gates. Without saying a word, he signalled to the others to follow him around the side where it was darkest and the lights could not reach.

Newkirk and LeBeau pulled out hand grenades and after pulling the pins out, threw them as far as they could. They exploded near an oil tank which cause and even bigger explosion. They continued to throw them while Hogan and Carter cut through the barbed wire and moved towards the main ammunitions storage building and planted two sets of explosives and set the timers to 22 hundred hours. It gave them an hour and a half to get as far away as possible.

Confusion and panic rained on those inside the factory, most of the guards started searching for the cause while the factory workers hurried to put out the fires which were proving to become more and more fierce by the minute and it set off more ammunition, fuel and whatever else was in that factory. Hogan and his men finished their work and ran back to the truck where Max and his son were waiting for them, the truck already running.

"Let's get out of here." Hogan called as he closed the door of the truck. Before he had finished the sentence, they had started moving away from the area. "Nice work. Carter that was some of the best you've come up with."

"Colonel. We got trouble coming up behind us." Newkirk had been looking out the back of the truck when he called over his shoulder. "Gestapo's following us."

"What?" Hogan looked outside and found a Gestapo truck and staff car following them. "Max we have company, see if you can lose them somehow." Hogan pulled his gun out and released the safety switch. The others already doing the same thing.

"Any ideas colonel."

"Yeah, don't miss if you have to shoot. Aim for the tires on the car first that may slow them down a bit." Hogan smashed the glass window they had been looking through. He fired at the front tire and missed by inches. Newkirk managed to shoot the back tire as they turned the corner and the car swerved off the road. The truck had the same idea that Hogan had, but unfortunately they had a much better aim and a lot more ammo to go with it.

Hogan and his men were flung backwards as several bullets pierced the two back tires and Max struggled to keep control. The truck swerved too far to one side and tipped onto its side. They were thrown all over as the truck slide towards the trees lining that stretch of road. The truck hit the trees and stopped as the Gestapo truck that had been following pulled up just metres from them. It was only when they heard soldiers getting off the truck and coming towards them did they move or say anything.

"You guys okay?" Hogan asked as he lifted his head and looked at them. He saw they had a few cuts on their faces and their uniforms were torn in places but other than that they seemed okay.

"Out of the truck!" They heard one of the soldiers call before any answers came. "Now!"

Hogan got out first as he was the closet to the doors of the truck. He pushed opened the door and help the others out, making sure they were okay for the time being. When Carter had climbed out Hogan turned around and moved in front of the others. He couldn't see any way out of the situation. He just hoped that Kinch would realise something was wrong and get everyone out and back to England as soon as he could. He looked around for Max and Carl but he couldn't see them anywhere. // They must have managed to get away just before the truck pulled up beside us. // Hogan thought.

"Well, it looks like we have found our saboteurs without too much trouble." The man closest to them said with a smirk. He relaxed his movement but kept his gun pointed directly at Hogan. "Colonel Hogan and his men, caught in the act. Not even I thought I would be so lucky."

"Do we know you?" Hogan wanted to keep him talking, maybe, just maybe he could think of something to get out of this. "You don't look familiar to me."

"We met a year ago. I am Major Johan Mueller. I visited Klink when I was in charge of the underground agent Tiger. I swore I would catch whoever it was that helped her escape. I had a feeling you and your men had something to do with it and now I am sure of it."

"Okay, so if what you're saying is in fact true and I am responsible for that." Hogan said slowly. "Then my men have absolutely nothing to do with it. They would have been acting on my orders and wouldn't have had the faintest idea that they were doing anything out of the ordinary."

"Come now Colonel Hogan." Mueller said finally lowering his gun. Mueller's men however kept their guns directed at Hogan and his men, ready to fire at any time. "Do you really expect me to believe you are just any ordinary prisoner? I have read the reports on you and the area around stalag 13. I intend to prove my theories correct."

"Fine. You have me." Hogan sighed. "You have exactly what you want. Papa Bear in person. The only mistake you are making is that my men have no involvement with anything I may have done."

"Colonel..."

"Newkirk." Hogan cut across, looking over his shoulder at him. With one look, he warned him and the rest of the not to say anything. Turning back to face Mueller he continued as though there was no interruption. "Let them go back to camp. They aren't in this. I just made a slight detour on the way to the coast. I was taking helping them get back home."

Carter, who had been standing at the very back of the group, saw a hand grenade that had fallen from the foot locker in the truck. Slowly he backed up towards the truck, not taking his eyes off what was going on in front of him. He managed to reach the grenade and pull the pin without anyone but Newkirk noticing. Hogan kept the focus of Mueller and his men on himself as much as possible. Carter looked around for a place that would cause enough of a distraction as he could and found that the truck was just in reach. // It may not be enough to get away from the area, but it would give us a chance to get the upper hand. //

Newkirk nodded to Carter who through the grenade as hard as he could towards the truck. As it left Carters hand Newkirk immediately grabbed Hogan and pulled him onto the ground while Carter took hold of LeBeau. Mueller and his men were thrown forwards by the force of the explosion. Hogan, seeing his only chance while the guards were getting back on their feet, over powered him and grabbed the gun that was lying only inches from his hand. Newkirk, LeBeau and Carter did the same to the other guards. Shots were fired and Hogan looked around to see LeBeau lying on his back holding his shoulder.

Newkirk was the first to LeBeau, making sure that he wasn't hurt worse than it seemed. Carter and Hogan dropped the guns they were holding as the guards that still had their weapons on them, looked as though they were going to shoot them if they made another move. Mueller stood up again and took his own gun back from a corporal that was standing in front of Hogan and smiled slightly.

"I must admit colonel. I did not expect you to be stupid enough to try something that foolish."

"Newkirk? how is he?" Hogan ignored Mueller; he was too concerned about LeBeau and his men.

"He'll live sir. It's just a shoulder wound." Newkirk said as he ripped off the sleeve of LeBeau's jumper and rapped it like a bandage around his shoulder.

"Sorry colonel. It's my fault." Carter said quietly. "I thought we would have had a chance if we had a big enough distraction."

"My guess is that you need more men." Someone called from just ahead of them. Kinch came out from behind the burning truck with his own gun pointed at Mueller. Kinch walked towards them slowly and from behind Carter and Hogan four other men from stalag13 came into view, all with guns that were ready to fire.

"Kinch? What are you doing here?"

"Max sent a message on the emergency frequency. Told us what happened and where you were. I brought some of the guys along for extra back up just in case we needed it. I would drop those if I were you mate." He added. The guards dropped their guns and Hogan picked them all up and handed them to his own men, keeping one for himself.

"We have to get back to camp. LeBeau needs help, he was shot."

"Max is waiting for us with another truck."

"Alright let's go." Hogan helped Newkirk carry LeBeau to the truck then turned to Kinch. "By the way. How did you get out of camp?"

"We got ourselves thrown into the cooler for fighting." Kinch laughed at the look of disbelief on Hogan's face.