Chapter 2: Plan A
As soon as Hogan got back inside the barrack he started giving out orders
"Lebeau" said Hogan.
"Oui, le Colonel" said the five foot Sergeant, standing up.
"Start making anything that Schultz will want to eat.
"Oui" said Lebeau, and he ran into the tunnel for supplies.
"Kinch, go back down to the radio, Newkirk will be down soon to take you're place"
"Yes sir" said Sergeant Kinchloe.
"Carter"
"Yes... sir" said Andrew Carter.
"Be ready to go get Schultz"
"Yes Sir" he said and walked over to the door. Schultz was always taken in by food; all it would take would be a slice of pizza or a chicken drumstick, even a package of jellybeans. At that moment Lebeau ran up from the cellar holding a package of eggs.
"I have all the ingredients to make a beautiful omelet," he said with excitement.
"Good, get to work" replied Hogan
Soon everything was made and prepared for Schultz to be bribed.
"Go and get Schultz, Carter" said Hogan.
"Yes Sir" said Carter, as he swung open the door and crept out to find Schultz.
Moment's later Carter returned with Schultz.
"Hold on" Said Schultz as he came in. "the prisoners are not rebel-" he stopped short as the smell of a delicious omelet hit his nose.
"Ello Schultzie" Said Newkirk "how about some nice omelet"
"Hogan" said Schultz as a smile appeared on his face "could I have just a little piece"
"Maybe" said Hogan "but first, anything new going on?"
"No"
"Are you sure" pressed Hogan.
"But Schultz there must be something going on" piped up Carter
"Ok yes there is, but I can't tell you" replied Schultz. Hogan picked up the omelet and waved it in Schultz's face.
"Colonel Hogan, please" said Schultz "it would be worth my life!" Schultz started toward the omelet but Lebeau pulled it away.
"Ah ah ah, Schultz, information first" he said while waving it again.
"I can't tell you!" he said and, with one last wistful look at the omelet he left the barrack.
"Shoot" shouted Hogan "this must be huge, Schultz wouldn't even tell us for food.
"Well, what do we do now Colonel?" asked Carter.
"I'm working on that," exclaimed Hogan, still shouting. "Oh!" he suddenly exclaimed,
"we could always try the coffee pot!" everyone looked at each other wondering why nobody had thought of it sooner.
Soon everyone but Kinch, who was still down by the radio, was gathered around the coffeepot, which was a one way radio into Colonel Klink's office.
"Lets hope someone is in the office with him" said Hogan.
"Unless he talks to himself" commented Newkirk.
"Right" agreed Hogan. "Carter, plug her in"
"Ok" said Carter and he plugged it in. There was a static sound and then they heard the sound of a door being opened.
"Commandant" came Schultz's voice, still sounding as if he was craving an omelet.
"General Burkhalter is here sir"
"General Burkhalter?" came the voice of their Commandant "show him right in." there was a short pause and then...
"Klink" this was the voice of the German General Burkhalter.
"Yes General, what can I do for you today" said Klink followed by a feeble laugh.
"Shut up Klink."
"Yes sir."
"I have serious business to attend to and I have to say the same thing over and over. You could probably guess that I am in a bad mood."
"Yes sir."
"It is terrible Klink, Berlin is in shambles and we are on the brink of losing the war" this statement was followed by a gasp from Klink and cheers from Hogan and his men.
"But General, that's impossible!"
"Are you contradicting me Klink"
"No sir, it is very possible for us to loose," said Klink in a hurried voice.
"Good, we are currently putting together a weapon that will win us the war and we will need everyone to cooperate. The only thing you need to do is make sure nobody gets away with any of this information. Even a dumcoff like you should be able to handle that.
"Don't worry General, no one has ever escaped from Stalag 13.
"Klink."
Back in the barracks Hogan and his men where already making plans.