Everyone was up for roll call as usual. Arnold seemed to wake up at this time, too, not knowing that this was when they were supposed to be. Meeting outside, this was the same as usual for the other prisoners, as they had been here longer than Arnold, who had somehow time traveled here.
"REPORT!" Kommandant Klink bellowed as he walked towards Schultz and the prisoners. "Herr Kommandant, all present and accounted for!" Schultz replied. Klink looked at everyone, including General Arnold. "It should hopefully stay that way." Klink said, heading back to his office.
Later that day, the prisoners were playing volleyball. Arnold wondered what this was, asking, "What is this sport?" Hogan replied to him. "Volleyball, general. I'll tell you more about it, later." Hogan said to him, still pondering what to do. Then he went over to see Kinchloe, who wasn't playing. "I don't know about you Kinch, but should I help that…in the words of Newkirk, 'bleeding traitor'?
Just when Kinch was about to answer, Newkirk accidentally hit a volleyball at fast speed in the direction of Major Hochstetter and General Burkhalter, knocking Hochstetter hard into the wall of the building of the Kommandant's office and knocking Burkhalter to the ground. This enraged the two.
"DUMMKOPF! WHOEVER DID THAT…OH….YOU! I'LL TEACH YOU A LESSON!" An enraged Hochstetter said to Newkirk, charging straight at him. Arnold ran over without thinking, wanting to prevent what was going on. "Wait, GENERAL! Wait!" Hogan said as Benedict Arnold ran right towards Hochstetter, slamming into him intentionally, knocking the Gestapo Major to the ground.
"BAH! Who did…." Hochstetter started saying, but he looked up, and saw Benedict Arnold, an 18th century General, staring with eyes of hate down at him. Hochstetter then got off the ground. "Do you realize who you have just attacked, sir?" Hochstetter asked menacingly as he approached the General.
"No, sir." The traitorous British-American general replied. "I am Major Wolfgang Hochstetter of the SS. The Gestapo." Arnold did not know what these were. "You..have no right to attack me, whoever you are." Hochstetter said. Arnold then replied, standing his ground, briefly seizing Hochstetter by the shirt.
"My name…is Benedict Arnold. General..of the Army of Great Britain. Loyal to the King, George III, and now loyal to the king…George VI. I do not…approve of you..assaulting a fellow Englishman of mine. He did not mean to hurt you and that fellow over there." Arnold said to Hochstetter, pointing at Burkhalter.
"What nonsense is this….." Hochstetter started saying, but then stopped. "...You're Benedict Arnold? Are you insane? You're not some 18th century military officer. I don't believe it." Hochstetter shook his head. "Hochstetter, that is Benedict Arnold. I know it from his clothing and his hair. Come along now. We're going to Klink's office." Burkhalter told a stunned and surprised Hochstetter.
Burkhalter eyed Arnold carefully. "I hope that you are either back to your own time period by the next time I visit, or in England, somehow, because you don't belong here, and if you're still here, and this whole fiasco happens again, assuming you're not gone by then, I will do the Americans one tiny favor: Have you shot. They won't even know that their traitor, Benedict Arnold, was executed, in the current day, in 1940s Germany."
Burkhalter smirked after he told Benedict Arnold this. This left Benedict Arnold with major concern. Burkhalter then entered inside the secretary's office with Major Wolfgang Hochstetter. Burkhalter smirked of course at Hilda. "We're here to see Colonel Klink, Fraulein Hilda."
"Jawohl, Herr General." Hilda said, getting up and opening the door to Klink's office. "General Burkhalter and Major Hochstetter to see you, sir." Klink's voice is then heard seconds later, Klink saying to Hilda: "Well, send them in, Fraulein Hilda!" The Kommandant commanded her. The General and Gestapo Major entered soon after.
"Klink. Have you doubled all the security?" Burkhalter asked. "No, Herr General. May I inquire why?" Klink asked in response to Burkhalter's question. "Yesterday, a major escape occurred at Stalag 18. A few prisoners managed to get away. The ringleader, Colonel Rodney Crittendon, has been executed by a firing squad, and the camp's Kommandant, Colonel Otto Schweinbrunner, has been relieved of command and placed under house arrest."
This surprised Hogan, who was currently using the coffee pot inside General Benedict Arnold's quarters. "Kinch, get word off to London to inform them of Crittendon's death, and that his mission is complete." Kinch replied, quickly, "Yes sir". Hogan was relieved that Crittendon would no longer be able to dangerously mess up his missions, but this still made him feel upset and uneasy.
"I'll see to it that the security is doubled." Klink then called Sergeant Schultz in. "Schultz! Double the security around camp, at once!" Schultz then replied, "Jawohl, Herr Kommandant!" Klink subsequently phoned Berlin, calling in reinforcements. "That will show the prisoners who truly IS the BOSS around here." Klink told Burkhalter and Hochstetter.
"Good. That takes care of that. Oh, and Klink, time travel is impossible, but..find a way to get rid of General Benedict Arnold, please." Burkhalter stated to Klink. "You better. Because I will SURROUND this camp with a ring of steel and find any tunnels..there may be…if Benedict Arnold is still here and he does what he did to me, again. He shoved me and Burkhalter into the ground, and, Herr Kommandant, it will not be pleasant if I find any such tunnels and radio." Hochstetter would state threatingly to Klink.
Major Hochstetter and Burkhalter then left the room, with Hochstetter yelling "BAH!" as usual. Klink frowned. Oh, he truly despised Major Hochstetter. Klink decided not to pursue the incident involving Benedict Arnold any further, but knew that if it happened again, he would have to put him in the cooler. Meanwhile, Benedict Arnold wandered into the dog compound, noticing that one of the doghouses seemed off. The guard dogs growled at him.
The treasonous general then lifted the far left doghouse, revealing an entrance to what appeared to be a tunnel. He climbed down inside, letting the dog house fall down slowly. It was a series of complex tunnel systems. "Why the hell is this here?" He wondered to himself. He continued his walk through the tunnel, then he could hear someone talking.
"Over and out." Kinchloe said as he had informed London of Crittendon's death. Benedict Arnold walked into Kinchloe's view, wondering why they had the tunnel here. "Why the HELL are you here?" Kinchloe asked Benedict Arnold as Hogan and the others made their way down into the tunnel.
"Why are you upset, umm…ummm.." He started off asking, not knowing his name. "Kinchloe. Sergeant James Ivan Kinchloe. I'm upset because you could get this tunnel discovered by the Germans." He said to the traitorous general. "Well..I have..nothing to say. But, I'm sorry, even though..you won't accept that."
"You're quite right I won't accept that apology. They could barge in and have us all shot, including you, for this, Benedict Arnold. What you're doing is only worsening your reputation around us. YOU BACKSTABBED US in the AMERICAN REVOLUTION!" Kinchloe yelled, now very angry towards Benedict Arnold.
Benedict Arnold could shed only a tear. So this was his punishment? He thought to himself, wondering why God would send him into the future. "You're…not supposed to be here in the tunnel." An angered Hogan told him, seizing Arnold by the throat. "I AM A DESCENDANT OF GEORGE WASHINGTON, and you are RISKING my whole operation! The Germans could come in here any moment!"
Hogan was not happy at all. Benedict Arnold was shocked. Hogan was a descendant of the general, and President, that he, General Arnold, betrayed. Hogan grabbed Benedict Arnold by force, forcing him to walk up the ladder and back into the barracks. "You stay out of the tunnel, now. Because don't think that I won't shoot you, traitor." Hogan stated sternly to him.
Benedict Arnold went into his quarters. He was depressed now. He knew that no one in the barracks liked him. His head went into his hands, and began sobbing. Why did this have to happen to him? Someone stepped into his room. He didn't know who it was though, because he was looking away.
"Look. The Colonel sent me to apologize to you. He just doesn't like traitors." Someone said to him. Benedict turned and saw it was Corporal Louis LeBeau. "Well, thanks…that didn't really help though." He replied back to LeBeau. "Look, it's fine now. You'll be okay." He said to Arnold, leaving the room afterwards.
Sergeant Hans Schultz burst into the barracks, going into Benedict Arnold's quarters. "General Arnold, you are wanted in Kommandant Klink's office immediately." Arnold got off of his bunk bed. "What does he want..whatever your name is?" Schultz replied, "Sergeant Hans Schultz, and oh boy, this will be surprising to you." Benedict Arnold and Sergeant Hans Schultz would then head to Klink's office.
Benedict Arnold wondered what Klink wanted, when suddenly, Arnold looked and saw another man from his time period. "It must shock you to know that he's here, huh, General Benedict Arnold?" Klink said to him. Benedict Arnold was shocked. The man looked at the treasonous general with eyes of pure hatred.
"So…you're here, huh, Benedict Arnold?" The man said, speaking in an accent that didn't sound much different from an English accent over in Great Britain, but still was southern. Benedict Arnold wondered why he was here, but then it clicked in his mind from the voice he heard the other night.
That man was George Washington, the 1st President of the United States of America.