"Your knowledge of the area sounds as though it may be of great use to us Max."
Danke. I spent much of my time in Luftwaffe ground control looking at maps of England.
Good news about the U-Boat.
Max
"Mistakes in the initial deployment cannot be rectified" Helmuth von Moltke
Toys: AGM MP40, Cyma M1A1, TM M14/G43/SVT40, TM VSR/K98, SnS No. 4, ASG Sten, Ppsh.
Arnhem3,Gumrak,Campoleone
OK, tunnels are making excellent progress. We seem to be operating in complete secrecy.
I'm working with a forger to get documents made. I should have examples soon.
My rank in camp in Hauptmann, it helps me avoid unnecessary interrogation by our captors. What would a lowly Hauptmann know about the inner workings of the Fatherland?
What sort of fool do you take me for? It is plain to see you are more than you claim to be. I do however have to question my trust in a man would will not reveal his true name even amongdt those who he would call friends.
My name is mine. My rank is mine to know.
Kameraden,
Whilst previous efforts to plan an escape may have come to little, it is clear that the time is nigh to try again. The Bolshevik terror descend on our women and children; our cities bombed.
The Fatherland needs us!
I am aware that plans have been drawn up. To show my good intent, I would therefore reveal to you the existence of a number of forged documents that have been created, the principle one being several extremely accurate National Registration cards. These have been painstakingly put together and I believe could serve us well in our escape.
I am happy to make these available to view, for your approval.
Gott Mit Uns!
Please do. Unfortunately our last forgery expert was relocated to another camp, meaning we are struggling to find any passable documents that will fool the local constabulary and reservists.
Guten Abend Kameraden und Freunden,
Though being one of the youngest and newest members of this encampment I can assure you of my dedication. Many have ignored me because of my youth, they underestimated me, they made a grave mistake. I ask to join this escape, the Father Land needs me in its darkest hour. I pray that the Fuhrer can forgive me for my failings at the Bulge and my position in the 2nd SS Panzer Division is there for me on my return....
I have been busy. I spent many summers with my family in Ireland before I joined Hitler Jugend and I plan to take full advantage of the local knowledge and accents gathered there. Through the wire I noticed many Irish farm hands, their accents obvious, making their way through fields far into the distance while the Tommy's left them unhindered, so herein lies my plan. I have traded zigaretten for cotton shirts with the unsuspecting , dyed my uniform and have taken my hand to forgery. I now have a national identity card, small ration card, work permit and after some talk through the fence I now have a Irish passport. I look forward to our collaborations meine kameraden.
Oberleutnant Oskar Eberhart
I must wonder where these large numbers of Irish farm hands have come from; quite obviously the indomitable Celtic spirit has combined with free market economics to bring them to Bridgend, Wales. The Irish Passport will undoubtedly come in useful, however. We'd have to secure a boat first. I'm sure someone from the Kriegsmarine can assist in this area.
As discussed earlier, a sample of the National Registration Cards that can be made available to any who require them. Naturally, considering the time and resources that have gone in to procuring these, they will be distributed only to those we are absolutely sure we can trust. These Britishers are cunning and we can't run the risk of having our escape plans exposed.