Raid on Rommel Page #6

that was destroyed in the big storm.

The Typhoon Provisional!

- Yeah, the Typhoon Provisional!

Excuse me, we must

return to our unit immediately.

The Doctor is needed to look after

British prisoners in Tobruk.

Rudolf! Bring the gentlemen

back to their convoy.

You cannot imagine

what a pleasure this has been.

Perhaps another time we meet again.

- I hope we do, sir. Who knows...

Three Pfennig...

Hurry!

MacKenzie, pack it up, move it!

We turn hard left at the next road.

Take the rest of the convoy

and meet at the nearest wadi.

If we're not back in an

hour, ' you re on your own.

What about the men we sent back?

They're alright, sir. You were

gone so long, I almost began puking.

And the girl,

is she still under sedation?

Oh, yes, sir.

She's under that right now, sir.

Good man, Merrihew.

I request to speak with Rommel.

- Do you have identification. - No.

No identification? Do you know

this man? - No, I've never seen him.

The English commandeered my convoy

and have papers to get to Tobruk.

What do you think?

- Let him wait here.

Yes. Wait here until Rommel comes.

Any of you boys got a map?

- Here, sir.

If I get on top of the tank,

follow me.

Halt, who's that? - British prisoners.

Where is the main road to Derna?

Derna is over there.

- Could you show me?

Alright, come up here.

Someone could shoot at you,

running around here!

Reilly!

Corporal! Where are the Englishmen?

- They camped there.

Where are they now?

- They left for Tobruk.

Have you heard anything?

Messages, any news?

Nothing. A man drove up,

they got in and left for Tobruk.

Back to camp, to Rommel!

This looks like a good place.

Turn left and over the gate.

Yes, sir!

There's an 88 on the left, sir.

- I see it. Ready, Mac?

Ready, sir!

Ready, Mac?

- Ready, sir!

To the right, a pump station.

- Yes, sir.

One of ours.

Our own men!

Reilly, get us out of here!

- Yes, sir!

You alright?

- Yes, sir.

The thing is stuck!

Oh, fireworks! Molto bello...

Two Panzer divisions without fuel.

It's enough to drive you mad!

You stupid idiot!

That was their assignment, not Tobruk!

I should have you shot.

But they tricked me too.

This British captain is dangerous.

He must be caught. Block all roads.

I'll fly to Tobruk

and you come with me

to deal with this from that side.

You know the convoy and the men.

If they get away again this time,

I'll kill you myself! Is that clear?

As I recall it,

your plan was merely to escape.

If it happens, would you want it

any other way? - I suppose not.

Do you seriously propose to carry out

this escapade? Those guns...

At 2100 hours the ships are in Tobruk.

I can only hope we're not too late.

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