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[Bowsy 112]

Major Fred Rivers
AKA Captain Harry Savage

Fred frowned. "STEN guns were used by the Germans too. They quite liked them actully." He said as he looked to her. "They were typically used by Scouts because they were light but handled almost like an MP-40 and took the same ammunition. A Bit like when you see Germans on the eastern front with PPSH's." He shrugged as he turned to the others and handed them the Smocks and looked to Taer before deciding to give Cooper the peaked officers cap. "If we put these on, and carry the Sten Guns we should look like a German Scouting Party, or at least us three will." He said looking to Taer and Cooper. "You could be a resistance prisoner we are taking somewhere, hell if we can bullshit enough and Cooper Here sounds German enough we might even be able to blag these local boys in to giving us a car." He knew several examples of similar tactics working in Africa. Hell in a lot of those cases the main characters were still wearing British Uniforms and still managed to embarrass German soldiers in to giving them weapons and a car just through good language skills. Though he wasnt about to pull a cliche move trope and pull rank to get his way. He did feel that the concern over the STEN guns was unwarranted. Especially seeing as he was half dressed as a British Solder under a hodge podge of civillian and german gear.

[Veteran52]

Cooper believed he understood both sides of the discussion.  The Leutnant had her points, but the Major was also right.  Thinking back to earlier deployments, he saw the advantage of remaining concealed as long as possible, but, with daylight fast approaching, they should be farther along. OK, , thinking to himself, we can 'suit up' and probably pass for a scouting party, but if we are going to make better progress, we need better gear and some wheels. "Danke Major fur das!"  Im thinking of the time element and we need to speed this mission up a bit.  Stealth is great, but fast is necessary now.  The only way Im seeing this is if we can find a smaller patrol, while moving forward and sniping them!  There are sure to be active Resistance groups in the area.  Ant attacks could be viewed by the Germans as enemy activity!  Better uniforms and maybe better weapons and even some transportation could be gained.  Taer and I could scout ahead an hopefully find just what we need.  We would set up a rally point, where we could get what we need and then meet up at a pre-arranged spot.  Whos got a map?  Anyway, that's my thought!"

[DanielRyder]

AKA Cyrus Armin

<Alsace France-Ribeauville>

Tear grunted a little as he listened to his friends. Because his descendant was a bit Middle Eastern, he could pass for a prisoner. All the info about the weapons they would carry was interesting. He somewhat had the knowledge of certain weapons that they could carry. He liked the looks of the Sten gun, but she was right. In order to pass for what they were going as, they had to carry the right weapons.

Listening to both Fred and Cooper, he responded going with Cooper's idea better, "Splitting up might be a good idea too. If we find something, we could bring it back at a certain location. We should travel light if we wanted to get things done quickly. The only issue I have with the other idea is the prisoner thing never really works. It's too obvious and works in the movies. That's just my thought."

He pondered for a few seconds and inquired in a whisper with a second thought, "Shouldn't we start calling each other by our alias instead of our real names? In case someone might be listening in?" It was just a question as they were in a different time now in a different place.

[Mim]

Frau Roberta Hanna}

<Alsace France-Ribeauville>

 "Alright, alright. It was just a thought, I'm not a historian. But Fred, you don't speak either French or German so we will need to slightly alter your cover. When MacGregor and Sam Carter were doing their research on this time they came across something that well, it might not sit too good with you." She had to think this through, and she did. "There were allies who crossed the line so to speak, having more fear of the Russians than the Germans some Brits and even some Americans either deserted or captured, became members of a special unit under the watch of the SS. Your story if questioned is that you are trying to link up with one of those units. Same goes for you Taer, there were some Jordanian defectors serving with German forces."

 Then there was the other situations and while she had to agree in some areas, there were problems. "I'd rather not split up, not at least until we get across the border and no Fred..." She looked back at him. "...I'm not going to be anyone's prisoner, been there done that." Memories of the Borg and the Lucian Alliance flashed through her head. "But we do need transport and we do need maps. So here is my take on it. A map we can buy, legally, they'll be around. As for wheels, we steal one." Simple as that. "Chief, keep your eye out for one of those little French taxis, they're everywhere and even over the border. We won't need to do much else, my cover story is sound and I can speak for all of us if necessary. Right, lets move." Robyn started to walk ahead then stopped. "And yes, we are now who we are supposed to be from this point on."

[Bowsy 112]

Major Fred Rivers
AKA Captain Harry Savage

"Small problem." Fred began. "Well... two actully." He said with an apologetic shrug. "Im posing as a commando. Hitler ordered us executed. Also, all but two british members of the SS were in POW camps. Mot in the field because the Germans didnt trust them." He then quickly added. "And they were expected to speak German." Again a small shrug. "This is all stuff we cover at Sandhurst. Especially as an Infantry officer. But I could pose as a POW. But again. We have no real roll for you Hatfield. The Germans may let a German Officer." He said nodding to Cooper. "And a Forign SS soldier with a POW roll anywhere. But not with a civillian in toe. As for a vic. We should be able to get a Kubal Wagon. And will likely be able to roll on through any checkpoint in an army car over a Civvie Taxi."

[Veteran52]

Cooper listened intently and agreed with the plan, overall.  Getting moving was paramount and transportation was necessary.  He understood the Majors apprehension about being cast as a prisoner and the same went for the Leutnant!  The splitting up might not have been such a good idea either.  So, he put this idea for everyone to hear.."Leutnant, while we move forward I will keep an 'eye out' for suitable transportation.  Im not familiar with the two examples mentioned for our transport needs, but we will find something.  I think we should be able to spy out some village or town, after we cross the border, but Im getting hungry and we could all probably use some food.  I will also check about maps and we can all keep a look out for suitable transport..does that make sense to everyone?"

[Mim]

Frau Roberta Hanna}

<Alsace France-Ribeauville>

 This was becoming a problem, Bobbie had to find a solution and quickly. "I'm not the problem Harry, I chose this identity for a reason. Frau Hanna's husband was an SS Major serving with internal intelligence, as such the Germans know she was privy to a lot of sensitive material. Secondly her role as secretary to the Mayor of Mannheim gave her certain liberties with that city being a center for Nazi SS battalions before the devastating bombing campaign launched this year. The very reason I am here in France, is because she was never found after the bombing, presumed dead. My story that I fled here for safety will hold. Now..." She held up a slim finger. "...the reason we are all here is to save our world and timeline from devastation right? So we do what we need to do to achieve that. Our histories are yet to be written, we can't hold to what we know in the future to be factual in this era. A Brit no matter whether he's a Commando or a bloody camp cook can if he sees the Russians as more of a threat than the Nazis, go over to them for as long as it takes." She stopped being angry, like turning off a tap. "Captain Savage, you need to do this for Queen and country okay? Besides, we're running out of both time and options. We'll get whatever transport we can, but we need to move now!"

 Right as she was speaking a German Mercedes staff car pulled up at the end of the alley, the driver who was apparently alone got out, went to a secluded corner near a junction of two walls to relieve himself.

[Veteran52]

Seeing the chance to get some transportation, Cooper put his finger to his mouth and then made a 'bee-line' towards the driver. Surprising the young soldier with his hand being placed over the mouth, he quickly applied pressure to the neck and was rewarded with a cracking sound of bone and an almost imperceptible groan.  Reaching down towards the body, Cooper recovered the belt with a holstered Luger and dagger attached."Meine frau"..your transportation awaits! Gentlemen, lets get out of here before we are found out, eh? 

[Bowsy 112]

Major Fred Rivers
AKA Captain Harry Savage
 - AKA Obergefreiter Frederick Leamann

Fred was about to respond to Bobbie with a counter argument, but then he saw Cooper run off. And Kill the German. He couldn't stop himself.
"Jesus fracking Christ Cooper." He said as he stood up.
"you didn't have to kill him you moron. Do you not understand how Time Travel works? You step on a moth and you frak the future..." He sighed as he looked at the body and grabbed his arm and started to drag him to a nearby bombed out basement. Looking to Taer, he couldn't think of his false ID so just addressed him by his Rank.
"Captain. Change in to this mans uniform, your the driver. Cooper." he turned to the man his anger having dropped as he went in to business mode. "Get the peaked cap and smock on, and take this mans holster. Your posing as our officer, you have to do all the talking." He finally looked back to Bobbie as he cleared some Rubble away to hide the body when Taer had put his uniform on. "Right. I cant pose as a defector, to many questions involved and if those questions lead to them finding out the Commando thing I get a bullet to the head. So I am better off posing as a quiet enlisted man and getting by with the little German I know, in short all I say is 'Yes Sir, No Sir, Three Bags Full Sir, and please talk to my commander sir.' but, you know in German." he sighed after a moment. He noticed the Nazi Flag in the car, admittedly he wasn't going to tell anybody to take it down then realised, none of them would rate a flag anyway.
"Also can somebody take that stupid flag down." He said nodding to it. Sighing once more as he took a moment to drop his webbing and pull on his own Smock, once he pulled it on, he actually looked the part of a tested German Infantry Soldier once he pulled the webbing back on, it fitted with his supposed rank on his cap of Obergefreiter, something like a Lance Corporal. Not to high to be in charge of anything so he would avoid questions, but an appropriate rank for somebody with his look.
"So everybody okay with this story. We are a three man detachment. Cooper as the Officer In Command, If anybody asks your a Captain, Umm A Hauptmann. That way you should outrank any officers at check points we encounter." He did know German, just nothing useful mostly. He then moved to Taer, "Your our driver, you've defected to the Nazi's. If they ask you anything deflect it on to Cooper. And we are escorting Frau Hanna back to her husband. Everybody happy with that?" he asked as he looked to Cooper.
"It means if we get stopped you will have to do a lot of the talking, and if all else fails just shout at people, it normally works." He said as once Taer was changed in to the drivers uniform he covered up the body with rubble and debris. Sighing as he approached the car. Bobbie was right, they were running out of time, but she was wrong in thinking that him posing as a defector would go over better than a none speaking grunt, but at least they had come to an agreement now, or at least he hoped they had.

[Mim]

 In the end Bobbie agreed it was a sound plan. They had covered all the bases literally and if worst came to worst, she was confident she had the ability to simply talk their way out of it.

 After the body was well hidden, the change of clothes made they set off in the darkness of the early morning with their first hurdle being the border crossing. That was made only slightly easy by the fact that the Vichy French guards at the post asked few questions, taking Bobbie's ID and her explanation they were heading back to Mannheim now that the bombing had eased, with the three men as her escorts. Another check point was made closer to Baden Baden, this time it was two old German men pressed into service as the Nazi campaign to survive became desperate; Bobbie asked them where all the regular units and their officers were and she was told they had been sent to the front to defend the Fatherland. Giving her a snappy salute they sent them on the way with a warning to be careful as the allies were shooting at anything that moved; she was more than thankful she had taken and thrown away that disgusting Nazi flag from the car.

 After two or nearly three hours driving the car ran out of fuel, they were still forty minutes from their destination, now pulled up by the side of a rural road. Tanks and convoys streamed passed them as the low morning sun began to rise, with Bobbie several times wanting to flag down a vehicle to try and 'borrow' some fuel. But she knew they'd have a lot of trouble doing that as they had passed quite a few cars dumped by the road for the very same reason. "Okay I guess we walk now. Although in these pumps that is going to be a nightmare. I think we're about two or three miles from the city outskirts, so thirty to forty minutes walking and since everyone appears to be heading west towards Normandy we shouldn't have too much trouble. Any other thoughts before we move on?"

 As she was speaking a lone tiny little car putted up the road towards them. Bobbie's eyes were showing laughter before it hit her mouth. "Jesus Christ look at that. The original Bug! A VW Käfer of all things, I never thought I'd see one of them. There appears to be an old woman driving, she we flag her down?" The dark green car came slowly towards them at about 20 mph.

[DanielRyder]

AKA Cyrus Armin

Taer nodded watching the original Bug car putter toward them. They had been driving quite awhile since they got the other car. With a sigh, he rubbed his hands together and responded, "This car better be good enough, or I'm going to have to hot wire it. Put my mechanical skills in use if need to be or I'm not Cyrus Armin," he responded with a slight Middle Eastern accent.

With a sigh, he placed himself in front of the car and waved her down for Robyn. They needed another ride. The man didn't want to have to walk another mile for another car.

[Bowsy 112]

Major Fred Rivers
AKA Captain Harry Savage
 - AKA Obergefreiter Frederick Leamann

Fred took a moment to look at Bobbies footware.
"What size feet you got?" He asked as he opened the boot of the car they had just dismounted. There was a Kar 98K, a tool kit, a set of overalls and some work boots. not dress boots like Taer had taken from the dead driver. It seamed about right. A Driver was expected to defend his car and maintain it. He took the 98K and called out. "Oi Cyrus, what weapons you carrying?" As he slung it next to his Spanish Mauser on his back, he was collecting weapons as he went. Because if they got in to a fight he wanted to be able to arm everybody. He then frowned as Taer talked about the car being good enougt hand hot wiring it.
"Your jacking some wheels from an old biddy, not in an action movie." He said as he pulled out the Nazi Staff Car Flag, they were behind the lines enough now to not be shot at by allied forces.
"We should stick this on that car, easy way to ID civvie cars in military use."

He took a momemt to go over their collective weapons, or at least the ones he knew about, three blades, his two and the one Cooper had taken from the driver he killed. They now had three lugers, his Webley and hi power, two mauser rifles and three Sten Guns. Not a bad haul but he still didn't know what Taer brought with him and if Fred would have to supply him with weapons. He took a moment to unhood the pistol belt with the Browning Hi Power in it and held it out to Bobbie.
"Just incase things go horribly wrong." he added. Yes a luger would be more fitting, but if things did go wrong the Hi Power was more Practical.

[Mim]

<Road to Baden Baden>

 Bobbie looked at the boots, took a sniff from them then turned up her nose like the prim women she was pretending to be. Whispering in English she told him. "If we were back home Fred on a mission, yeah, but erm, ah no. I think I'll pass this time."

 From there she quickly walked to the side of the road where the old woman began to pull her Vdub up. Bobbie gave it a quick once over to notice it was in good condition and not all that old, even if it was ancient in her mind. Once the car came to a stop she saw some reluctance on the face, a furrowed brow that looked well, not too womanly. Quickly she went to the door and pulled it open before the driver could change their mind and skip on them. Luckily she did as they seemed to be fumbling for possibly a weapon, she reached in to grip the hand on the wheel then pulled the keys from the ignition.

 "Who...who are you?" It was a man's voice and it was then Bobbie noticed the white bunned hair was actually a crudely made wig and that German was the worst she had ever heard, it was thickly tinged with a heavy Merseyside accent.

 Sighing deeply Bobbie took her hand away, then placed both on her hips. "That isn't for you to know mate, but you are in deep sh*t. How far do you think you'd get heading the way you're going? The road ahead is crawling with Nazi's right now and they're checking everything that moves." She lied, he could have as easily driven all the way to Spain. "So what's your story?"

 He looked at the three men with her, seeing them armed and seeing them also not quite looking right, he gave up what chance he had. He pulled off the wig and stepped out of the car. "You're an Aussie? Cor blimey what are 'you' doing here missus?..Never mind that, I ain't going back if that's what's on yer mind, done three years in that lousy rat hole and I ain't..."

 Putting a hand out, Bobbie rested it on his arm. "You're a POW aren't you?" He nodded an affirmative. "Listen, we need your car and yes I am an Australian but that isn't important to you. I can direct you to a safe route to the allies but you need to trust us. Boys.." She said to her companions. "...can we fix him up safe enough to travel, what other clothes do we have apart from those dirty overalls? The boots might fit him I think."

 "Can you tell me your name at least? I'm Corporal Jimmy Huxtable, 2nd battalion King's Regiment, I've been in that hell hole since I was taken in Libya early 41. I er, I guess you're right tho missus, but do you know what its like to be penned up like an animal for all that time..." He trailed off looking west. "If you can help, I'd be ever so grateful."

 "We can. And its Robyn, but please forget that name as soon as we set you on your way okay?"

 "You have my word Robyn and thanks."

[Bowsy 112]

Major Fred Rivers
AKA Captain Harry Savage
 - AKA Obergefreiter Frederick Leamann

Fred sighed as he heard the accent. He threw the man a pair of boots, and as Taer was in the German Army Drivers uniform his other clothes were in the car. He pulled those out and threw them to the man. He wasn't about to hand the man a weapon, just in case.
"Head towards Belgium, your behind the lines at the moment so probably wont run in to many forces that way than if you crossed the front lines." He said

[Veteran52]

Cooper watched as the figure of the man disappeared down the road.  He sincerely hoped he would make it,P.O.W.s didn't fare too well if they were caught..again.  After putting on the officers cap and the jacket, he stood up, and opened the autos door so that the young woman could get in. After settleing, he also climbed into the back seat. With a slight grin he said.!, "Junger bitte!, lets get this party started and get back on the road to Baden-Baden!"