"Herr Gruber, there is no one here. I think this Hogan is already over the hill!" said the soldier as he stood in front of his commanding officer. A man with a long face, and looking like Himmler's broken tooth, looked at the younger man and ordered everyone out of the barracks. All the soldiers dashed out, and met curious eyes that were as confused as their own.
"I know you're here.
Hogan listened intently, if nervously, but he didn't let that show. But his nervousness increased when Hogan heard pounding footsteps leading in his direction. Today is not his week, is it?
"You think you can hide? Maybe now."
Hogan's heart skipped back and forth as Gruber's stern voice grew louder, he had a feeling Gruber would hear him. His breath so loud, and his heart pounding as if Gruber could hear him, yes that was not a nice feeling.
"Do you think I'm as simple-minded as klink?"
Speaking of klink, Hogan was lucky klink wasn't around for a while. Good thing schulz took over the stalag, easy catch, but burkhalter was there too much--
"Believe me, boy, I'm so much worse than he is. I noticed what you were doing, you were like naughty boys who had to be disciplined! But I stayed quiet and did nothing, but you had to ruin everything for me!"
Gruber was way too close for Hogan's taste, and he was angry. Too angry, and sounded like a, uh, well German father who is angry? He hardly knows anything about German parenting, but hogan isn't taking any chances. Well now!
"I'll give you one chance, Herr Colonel..."
A chance? That's interesting. Immediately the nervousness disappeared, and the hidden fear of the man, yes hogan had a certain fear of gruber but for understandable reasons! First angry then so calm, new record
"If you are not outside the stalag before sundown, alone without one of your subordinates, the whole stalag will burn. So: do we have a deal?!" Gruber shouted full of rage, and hate. So loud that some guards, like prisoners, looked curiously through the windows, and through the half-open door. They were all not sure if what the captain said was true, but they hoped that Hogan had already left.
Low whispers reached Gruber's ears as he heard them all talking behind his back:
"Poor hogan, I hope he's gone."
"I hate that guy! Why wasn't he transferred to the eastern front?"
"If I only knew, sigmund"
"Viktor, I'm personally sending Gruber to the gulag."
Gruber ignored them, they had no right to judge him. Hopefully these subjects will understand his work someday, for a great Germany, Gruber thought as he walked out. But Gruber stopped, turned around and went back in. He started tossing some beds, hoping to find a sign to hogan. "Who would have thought? Nothing!" said Gruber as he continued, but each time he became more aggressive with each bed. "Fritz, I mean Gruber, that's enough! The prisoners will riot again!" said Sergeant Schulz as he stormed into the room, but Gruber barely listened to the Bavarian. But he stopped at the last bed before saying anything.
"All right, I'll get that kid if it's the last thing I do!" he said in a loud, threatening tone as he stomped out, walking out and getting into his car.
"This is not a theatrical performance. Ja geh mal, ja geh mal!" said Schulz tone, which was supposed to be commanding but was the opposite. "Georgie, all right, all right, we're going!" said Newkirk as he walked back into his barracks. "Great, we're going to have to rebuild everything, that messed up," Newkirk said to himself, but Kinchloe echoed his colleague's statement, "but we were very lucky," he pointed to the last bed standing.
"That's true again."
"So: what now?" a young voice sounded as a bed went up in the air, a boy with too long things got out of hiding. "Either he's not lying and we're screwed. Or he's lying and I'm screwed."
[At Gruber]
"Herr hauptmann, why are they calling hogan a kid? Shouldn't this Hogan be about thirty-three years old?" the young driver asked as he looked over the mirror at the captain.
"what's your name again, soldier? You know what, never mind," the captain replied uninterestedly as he made himself comfortable to read his book.
"Tell me, I won't tell anybody it!" the soldier asked.
A loud inhale and exhale was heard from the back seat. "All right, what's the easiest way to explain this?" Gruber quickly thought of a story: "Because Hogan, in my personal experience, acts like a boy, I call him that. Nothing more nothing less" he told him that clear. If there was one thing he knew how to do, it was lie. For his fatherland he would do everything, even the cruelest things, if he had to.
Silence took place
While he was reading his book, he saw in the corner of his eye a store for boys. "Go to the store there, have a business to do".
