He drew back. "That's why you're here?"
She nodded, "Oui. Pierre has very important information about rockets that could impact the whole war. He must get it to Allied Headquarters. We need you to escort us to the airbase. We have received word the Germans know about the information."
Jenkins, Captain Boggs' aide appeared. "The Captain would like to see you and the rest of the Rat Patrol," he informed Moffitt.
Moffitt nodded, "I'll get them."
Presently, he came back with the rest of them.
"You wanted to see us, Captain?" asked Troy.
"Yes," he gestured to Gabrielle where she was standing next to her husband. "You are acquainted with Mrs. Marchand?"
Troy looked over at her. "We are."
Tully and Hitch exchanged looks. What was she doing here?
The Captain continued, "Well, Mr. Marchand has made quite an interesting discovery regarding rocket fuel and well, you understand my meaning." He looked a Troy for confirmation.
"We understand. Sensitive information."
"Exactly. We need you to escort them to the airbase. Normally, that would be a very simple task, but we have received word that the Germans might know about this, and might be planning something. You will need to be extremely cautious. Do you understand?"
"Yes. One question: When do we leave?"
"In two days. Hopefully, the Krauts will have backed away by then. So, requisition whatever you need and get those jeeps of yours ready."
"Whatever we need, Captain?" asked Hitch.
"Yes, Private, whatever you need."
Hitch grinned, "Can I have a few more bags of chewing gum?"
Captain Boggs sighed, "Didn't you just ask for some?"
"I did, but I ran out because I had to fix the jeep."
"Alright, you may have more bubblegum."
"Thanks, Captain."
The Captain shook his head as he watched them leave.