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Chapter 2

"What was that rumor stuff all about Hogan?" Millerimmediately inquiredwhen Hogan returned to the prison barracks.

Hogan lifted his USAAF cap off his head and tossed it onto the table in the middle ofthe barracks."I was laying the groundwork for getting you out General. Kinch, get on the phone and call Klink."

"What shall I tell him?" The sergeant asked as he jumped down from his bunk.

"Tell him you're calling from Major Hochstetler's office to tell Klink that he passed the inspection with flying colors and the Gestapo spy they sent in will be leaving," Hogan ordered as he sampled the soup LeBeau was cooking.

"What will that accomplish Colonel?" Miller inquired. He had a hard time following the young colonel's thinking at times.

"Tomorrow you'll tell him that you're the spy and will be leaving in Klink's staff car tomorrow," Hogan informed. "Tell Klink to let you off at the crossroad 15 miles up the road. You can tell him you'll be met by someone from the Gestapo who will take you the rest of the way to Berlin."

The blood drained from Miller's face. "The Gestapo?"

"You won't be met by the Gestapo but by the underground." Hogan reassured.

Miller let out an audible sigh of relief, although he still didn't like the odds. There was too much chance that something could go wrong.

Carter noticed the General's concerned look and immediately spoke up. "Don't worry General, we'll get you out."

I hope you're right sergeant. This is a dangerous game we're playing," Miller stated as he pulled one of Klink's cigars from his jacket pocket. He took a lighter from the same pocket and lit up the cigar.

"But General, you're forgetting that we're playing the game against Klink and Schultz," Kinch reminded as he walked over to the bunk that hid the tunnel. He pressed he sideboard and waited for the lower bunk to rise up. A minute later the sergeant disappeared down the tunnel entrance.

"General, we're sorry you'll 'ave to miss the fun party Klink is throwin'," Newkirk apologized between sips of coffee.

"That's okay Nekwirk, I'm not much for parties anyway," Miller admitted. "You all have a good time without me."

"We can save you a piece of the cake General," Carter offered. "We can even try to blow up a factory or something for you as a going away present."

That brought a smile to Miller's face. The thought of a German war factory being disabled without him having to send up a wing of bombers to do it was a comforting idea. Knowing Hogan and his men it just might happen. The colonel certainly proved brazen enough to try a harebrained stunt like that, and was just clever enough to succeed. Knowing Hogan, the brash American colonel would even find a way to get Germans to blow up their own factory themselves.

"I think I better turn in for the night. I've had a long day," Miller announced after stifling a yawn.

"I'm sorry General, I should have realized you'd be tired," Hogan apologized. He "I'll clear my things out of the senior officer's quarters right away."

Miller raised his arms over his head and stretched. "Thank you Colonel, I didn't realize how tired I was."

Hogan made his way to the senior officer's quarters, leaving Miller with the other POWs. Carter was busy piecing together parts from a radio receiver strewn out on top of the table in the room. Even though the sergeant had made some progress, Miller could tell the man was having some difficulty. The General's thoughts were interrupted by LeBeau, who7entered the barracks carrying a tray covered with a large napkin.

"Dinner is ready," the Frenchman announced cheerfully.

Newkirk and Kinchloe crowded around LeBeau, trying to see what food was on the tray. The Frenchman squeezed between the two larger men as Newkirk sniffed at the food. "Louie that smells like spinach soufflé. It smells delightful," Newkirk enthused as he followed LeBeau to the table. "I can't wait to taste it,"

"Stay away Newkirk," LeBeau ordered as he shoved past the corporal. "I baked this spinach soufflé especially for General Miler." LeBeau removed the napkin from on top of the tray with a flourish as he approached the American general.

Miller looked the soufflé over, noticing that there was also a bowl of what smelled like onion soup on the same tray as well. "I'm honored, but it really wasn't necessary."

Hogan poked his head out through the doorway to replying, "General we are pleased to say that at Stalag 13 everyone gets the royal treatment."

"Even Colonel Klink and his men?" Miller asked facetiously as he sat down at the table.

"For them we're just royal pains, 7General" Newkirk quipped from his position next to LeBeau.

Miller stifled a laugh. He was growing to like these spirited prisoners. They hadn't let their situation cause them to lose hope.

How did you manage to get the ingredients for all of this?" Miller questioned as he picked up a spoon and sampled the soup.

LeBeau spooned out some of the soufflé onto a dish. "I saved the apple strudel and bribed Schultz with it."

Hogan came back into the room shortly afterwards with his arms were full of his personal effects removed from his quarters. "The room is all ready for you anytime you're ready General.

"Thank you Hogan, I think I'll have a bite to eat first, since LeBeau went to all of the trouble to cook this meal especially for me.

"I'm afraid you won't be able to sleep through the night," Hogan informed. "Schultz will be coming in to raust us promptly at 0100. Klink's trying to make a good impression on the Gestapo spy by trying to run this war on a schedule."

"A Gestapo spy?" The prisoners exclaimed in unison. Miller managed to7recover from the shock first asking," Do you have any idea who the spy is Hogan?"

A broad smile crossed the colonel's face and his eyes twinkled. "You are General."

Carter immediately jumped to Miller's defense. "Now Colonel, I don't think the general is a Gestapo spy. He doesn't look anything like one. You can always tell a Gestapo spy because they..."

Carter was interrupted by Newkirk's hand being placed firmly over the sergeant's mouth.

"Why don't you let the colonel finish Andrew," Newkirk suggested.

"General Miller is not a Gestapo spy," Hogan explained. "I just told Klink that the Gestapo had planted a spy here in Stalag 13. I hope you don't mind General, but you are going to pretend to be that spy. It's part of the escape plan I've cooked up."

"I was right, he isn't a German spy," Carter stated with satisfaction at being vindicated.

"Congratulations Andrew, you were right for once," Newkirk quipped.

Hogan raised his right hand to stop the minor squabble. "Alright, we do have a General here, so remember your military protocol.

"Sorry General, we didn't mean ta forget our manners," Newkirk apologized, looking a bit sheepish.

"What Newkirk said goes for me too General," Carter added.

Miller waved off the apologies. "Forget it men. It's over now."

"You're an okay guy General," Carter7complimented.

"Alright, the general is tired. Let's let him finish eating so he can get some sleep shall we," Hogan instructed.

Miller quickly finished his meal and headed for his quarters saying, "Good night men."

"Good night sir. Don't let the bed bugs bite," Carter cheekily advised.

This brought a chorus of groans from the rest of the prisoners

Miller just pretended he didn't hear Carter's remark and closed the door to Hogan's former quarters behind him.

The next day Miller went into Klink's office as planned to tell the colonel that he was a Gestapo agent.

"I don't believe it!" Klink exclaimed as he stood up behind his desk, letting his ever-present monocle fall from his left eye. "You're the Gestapo agent?"

"I already told you I am colonel. Do you doubt my word the word of a Gestapo agent?" Miller asked, pretending to be insulted He hoped he could remember all the coaching the prisoners had given him in preparing for this encounter.

"No, of course I don't doubt you," Klink assured, trying to save the situation and not get himself arrested by the Gestapo. "I must complement you Miller, or whatever you name is. I would never have guessed you were a Gestapo agent. Naturally, that was the plan. My superiors wanted one of their people to pose as a high-ranking Allied officer, with the idea that nobody would suspect that agent of being Gestapo. I happened to look enough like this General Miller that my superiors tapped me for this assignment. I just underwent a few minor physical alterations to make me even more closely resemble the general," Miller elaborated. "I have completed my investigation of Stalag 13 and will need a ride back to Berlin to file my report."

I'll have Sergeant Schultz bring a car around for you right away," Klink hastily promised, before walking over to the door and opening it. "Schultz come into my office."

"Ja Wohl Colonel!" The big German sergeant exclaimed as he entered the office and saluted.

"Schultz, get my staff car and bring it around in front of my office," Klink ordered after returning the salute.

"Ja Wohl right away Colonel," Schultz exclaimed as he saluted and turned on his heel and left the room.

Klink grabbed his overcoat from the coat rack near the door and walked over to Miller. "I hope you have had a good stay here at Stalag 13."

Miller stood up and stared coldly at the German. "I spent the night in a prison barrack with Allied soldiers Colonel, which is not the same as staying at the finest hotel in Berlin."

"You're quite right," Klink immediately agreed, backing off. "How will I explain your disappearance?

"You'll simply tell them that you are taking me to Berlin for questioning," Miller instructed. "It won't surprise the prisoners if I don't return."

"An excellent idea. I was going to suggest the very same thing," Klink commended with a sly grin as he finished putting his overcoat on. The conversation was cut short by the sound of a car engine rumbling through the building.

"That must be Schultz with the car now," Miller stated casually. It's time for me to leave."

As they stepped out of the building Klink let out a low chuckle laugh. "I'm going to enjoy seeing Hogan's face when I tell him I'm taking you to Berlin."

"So will I," Miller simply replied.

Klink let out another chuckle, unaware of the hidden meaning behind Miller's comment.

As soon as Klink started walking towards the staff car with Miller, Hogan rushed up to the German. "Colonel you aren't taking General Miller with you are you?" Hogan asked.

"Yes it looks like you will be senior POW officer again Hogan. General Miller is going with me to Berlin for questioning by the Gestapo," Klink gleefully announced as he approached the car.

"That's a tough break General," Hogan said turning to Miller. "We're all behind you. I know you won't tell the Gestapo anything."

The American General waited as Schultz opened the passenger door for Klink and Miller.

"I suppose that means you're calling off the welcome party for the General, doesn't it Colonel Klink?" Hogan asked with mock naiveté

"Yes, the party is off," Klink answered gruffly. Nearly betraying his impatience to get a suspected Gestapo agent out of his stalag.

"That's too bad. We had a swell party planned. LeBeau was going to bake a cake and Carter had his heart set on decorating the rec hall," Hogan replied with mock disappointment.

"I'm in a hurry and I don't have time to talk with you. I don't want to hear of any escapes while I'm gone," Klink hastily instructed.

"Escape from Stalag 13? Bite your tongue Colonel," Hogan teased. "Don't worry. I'll be busy moving back into my senior POW quarters and also tonight is bingo night."

"Just see to it that moving back into your quarters is as far as you move, if you get my drift," Klink retorted, climbing into the car beside Schultz.

"Oh yes sir there will be no escape attempts," Hogan assured, saluting Klink and Miller.

Schultz closed the door and got into the front seat, starting the motor. Before the car drove off Hogan and Miller exchanged winks while the rest of the prisoners crowded around the car and waved goodbye.

Two days later Hogan was once again called into Klink's office. The young American colonel knew the topic conversation was going to be about General Miller's disappearance and General Burkhalter's missing papers, so he took his time in going over to meet Klink.

"Ah Hogan, I'm glad you finally decided to show up," the German remarked from behind his desk when Hogan entered the office.

The American didn't miss a beat as he sat down in the chair in front of Klink's desk. "Sorry Colonel, but when Schultz came to get me I was right in the middle of a good book, and I just couldn't put it down until I had finished the chapter I was reading."

Klink frowned, expressing his disapproval "That is a poor excuse Hogan. I'll forgive your tardiness this time if only to show you what compassionate and fair kommandant I can be."

Hogan's face took on a puzzled expression as he blinked at the German. "Are you sure you're feeling alright Colonel?"

The German officer waived off the American's concern. "Yes, I am the picture of health."

"Wait a minute! You're hiding something from me. Come on what is it? I know, you just got a promotion. Congratulations sir, it's been a long time coming," Hogan cheerfully stated as he walked around the desk and shook the kommandant's hand.

Klink pulled his hand away from Hogan's saying, "I haven't been promoted to general yet, although you are right that it is long overdue. I called you into my office to tell you that the Gestapo agent sent here to Stalag 13 gave me a clean record."

"He did? Well that's good news Colonel," Hogan enthused. "No wonder you're in such a generous mood."

"Naturally when I called Major Hochstetter to ask about the Gestapo agent, he denied knowing anything about one of his agents being sent here to Stalag 13." Klink informed as he poured himself a glass of wine.

"Naturally he would deny any knowledge of7the agent," Hogan agreed. "The Gestapo never likes to admit to anything."

The bald German nodded his head in agreement as he set the wine bottle back on his desk. "Naturally. So I figure since Major Hockstetter didn't chew me out when I talked to him that I must have gotten a good report."

Burkhalter just a few minutes ago ordering me to have my guards search the area around Stalag 13 for any suspicious people. It seems that some papers were stolen from his safe while he was here at the party last night and replaced the documents with fakes. The General called me as soon as he discovered the switch. I assured him that you and the rest of the prisoners here had no access to the safe and were watched by my guards the whole time. Then Burkhalter admitted that he had made a brief stop to visit a lady friend in town."

Hogan put on a shocked expression for Klink's benefit. "Is that right? Well, I guess you just can't trust anyone nowadays."

THE END