As for always, no ownership of Hogans Heroes is implied. Thanks to you all for writing such inspiring reviews, whith some good tips as well, thanks a lot! Because there´s no school these weeks (Easter Holiday :-) ) I have been able to write another chapter quite fast, hope you enjoy it :-)
In the first chapter I wrote, that this story was a translation of another story, however while translating, I changed the story a bit and also the thoughts of people, especially in chapter 4 and 5 are not the same as in my original story, but the story line is mostly the same, however if you´re interested in the original just send an e-mail to the e-mailadress in my bio. (I somehow can´t post it here, strange...)
When Newkirk came back into Barracks two, he found it difficult to tell what he had just witnessed. He couldn´t spoil the hope, which had arisen in the last hour, after they had found out that Klink had put his fear aside. Something inside him had taken away his speech, but at the sight of Kinch, he knew that the radio-man had guessed what he knew to be reality.
"What do we do now?", Kinchs voice broke into the silence. Carter and LeBeau looked at him, not jet understanding why Kinch was asking.
Newkirk sat down at the table, still not speaking and with a violent crack, he smashed his fist on the table, as to release his anger and fear.
"Newkirk, what are you doing, what is this all about? Why aren´t you telling us what happened, I don´t understand!",
Carters shrieking voice echoed into the silence, which had fallen upon Barracks two. Newkirk shook his head, numb.
"Oui, Newkirk, tell what ´appened, mon ami. I can´t stand this! W´at ´appened?".
LeBeau joined in, eager to know what this was all about, because everything was better than waiting for what to come. Knowing the most dreadful thing was even better than not knowing anything.
Newkirk took a deep breath. "Ya´all thought that Wolffie ´ad given up? Now that´s not the case at all. When I arrived at the window I ´eard ´im shouting at Klinks secretary. That jolly bastard imitated Klinks signature and now ´e ´as a signed execution paper! Need I to say more?".
Startled, Carter and LeBeau shook their heads simultaneously.
"So again, the important question, what are we goin´ to do now?".
"Take away that paper, from le filthy Boche!", "Blow Hochstetter up!", shouted LeBeau and Carter at the same time, so that nobody understood a single word.
"Quiet boys", interrupted Kinch "Now, one by one, has anybody got a plausible plan?".
"Let´s snatch the paper from le Boche!", LeBeau cried, but the others shook their heads.
"Ol´ fella, do ya really think Wolffie is carryin´ the paper with himself? He drove off to Gestapo Headquarters and there he will put it somewhere in a safe or somethin´. We won´t be able to find out where he´s got that.".
"And what do you think we can do? Le Colonél is in trouble, they will shoot ´im if we do nothing! At leats we can try, we dress up like Boches, walk into Gestapo ´eadquarters and try to find the paper, nothing more easy than that!".
Now Carter joined into the conversation. "But Hochstetter and his man will not hand the paper over to us. They will suspect, that somebody is after the paper to try and save the Colonel.".
But even to this, LeBeau had an answer: "And what if we just come in with some high ranked officer, who wants to inspect the whereabouts of the Gestapo? We tell them, that we ´eard of the execution and want to see if everything is legal. When ´e ´ands us the paper, we take out our guns, overpower them, tie them up and run away.".
Newkirk shook his head. "Get hold of some Gestapo officers in the middle of Gestapo ´eadquarters? Fella, I think sonethin´ ´as fallen onto your ´ead and damaged your brains, we are not supermen! They will ´ave us in a second.".
LeBeau finally admitted, that his plan was not going to work, but still he was not convinced about the thought that they weren´t able to do anything.
"Mais oui, but what are we going to do then? Just sit on our arses, watching le Colonèl being executed right in front of our very eyes?".
Carter, eager to drop in with a plan and do something useful said: "What if we walked into Gestapo headquarters, placed a bomb in there and blew up the whole thing?".
Even though the situation was everything else then funny, Newkirk laughed out loud.
"Blowin´ up Gestapo Headquarters? You serious? You know what they´ll do? You did not ´ear that story about the reprisals of the Germans every time even a single German gets assasinated by the underground? What will ´appen if we blow a whole building full of Germans? And besides, what is it goin´ to help?".
"Well, if Hochstetter is dead and everything is destroyed the Gestapo will have other things on their mind than to kill Colonel Hogan.".
"And you know ´ow many people will die in ´is place? The Germans will come and take away all the people they suspect to be underground members and take them away to concentration camps or shoot them right here. For the life of one person, ´undreds of people will die!".
Carter flushed and did not say anything, for he realised the foollishness in his idea.
Then Newkirk came up with another idea. "What if we kidnap a ´igh ranked officer and exchange ´im for the gov´nor?".
"Mon Dieu, that´s rubbish! ´ow are we going to do that? ´ow are we going to kidnap ´im? Where are we going to keep ´im? There is no way that will work, without risking the whole operation.".
Then Newkirk and Carter joined in again. "Who cares! Whats that bloody operation compared to Colonel Hogan? We are not going to let him be shot when we can do anything!".
"Stop it! Right now!". Kinch shouted, his voice louder than he had intended. Everybody froze. Kinch never shouted, never even raised his voice. What could have made him angry?
"First of all, al these plans are rubbish. They can not be carried out without putting the lives of so many men at risk, while they have little chance of succes. Newkirk, that plan of yours is silly, it would mean the end of the operation, with a very high risk of being discovered, before Colonel Hogan would be free. Carter, your idea is absolute foolish, even if it worked, the Colonel would have our heads, because we had sacrificed hundreds of men for saving him, he couldn´t live with himself and besides it is to dangerous. Louis, I agree with Newkirk, it is no use searching the whole Gestapo Headquarters for a single piece of paper, but what can we do? But please, think before you speak, because al these plans lead us to nothing, we need one solid idea, just one.".
"Well fella, why don´t we just call up the Gestapo goons and tell ´em to set the gov´nor free? Nothin´ to lose i s´ppose?". Allthough the situation wasn´t really suitable for jokes, Newkirk couldn´t resist the temptation to poke a bit of fun at Kinch.
For a moment, Kinch gazed at Newkirk, unsure wether to get angry or not. Then an idea flipped into his mind. "Newkirk you´ve got it! That´s it!". And he parted out of the room.
Newkirk looked at LeBeau and Carter in amazement. "What did I actually say?".
"Well, mon ami, you told, that we should phone up the Gestapo ´eadquarters and tell them to set le Colonèl free.".
Newkirk shook his head. "´e ´as gone nuts I believe. Following the gov´nors example about having impossible plans...".
Carter giggled, then realised, that there was nothing worth giggling and became silent again.
Then he said: "Mind though that the Colonels plans, allthough quite nutty at times always worked, maybe Kinch´s got the hang of it to. At least it´s better than doing nothing, I´m in, whatever the plan may be.".
LeBeau nodded: "Oui, me as well.".
Newkirk grinned: "And so am I. Don´ mind if Kinchs gone nuts, maybe the fella´s got a plan worth trying, and it can´t be worse than our plans. So lets get goin´ and hear about that plan of his.".
But the plan Kinch unfolded made their mouths fall open in amazement. Was this possible?