Raid on Rommel Page #3

- We'd be honored, but the Doctor...

A few hours won't make a difference

and it will be my pleasure.

I will send my car for you, OK?

What are you doing? I only wanted

to look. - Don't flap. - I'm not!

You are! You wanted to find

a petrol dump and you've got it.

What if they find out it's not typhus?

- We shall all be vastly relieved.

Now, while Erwin and I talk stamps

you start looking and listening.

He won't tell you where the bloody

fuel dump is! - Brace up, Captain!

But that's Rommel!

- Just another stamp enthusiast.

He probably

writes letters to The Times.

Relax, it's a tank. KW 3.

Shut up!

Come here.

- I can't!

Do anything. Shut her up.

She'll have the bleeding Jerrys over!

I give you all of my money.

- I know how you feel,

God and sin and all that. But

you're doing this for His Majesty.

I have the complete 1893 issue

of Tahitian stamps. Do you know them?

Yes, Gring once showed me

a collection of Tahitian stamps.

Where he got them, I have no idea.

Although I can imagine...

The set must be extremely valuable.

- Yes, quite.

In my own collection I have

some stamps from the South Pacific.

The Caroline Islands, which was a

German possession until World War I.

There were only two original issues

during our occupation.

If I'm not mistaken, sir,

you're wrong about that. - No...

I'm sorry, but you are.

- The 1900 and 1910.

There was the 1915 issue, but it

wasn't distributed because of the war.

The 1910 five Pfennig brown was...

- Excuse me, General...

What is it?

- Excuse me,

may I use your communications centre

to tell Tobruk we're delayed? - Yes.

That tent over there.

Tell them I approve.

You don't agree, eh?

- I most certainly do not.

I'm not sure I like you, Doctor.

- Nor I you, sir.

I don't know if there is any point

in continuing this discussion.

Send this to the medical corps

in Tobruk. - Yes, sir.

The Caroline Islands were German

so I ought to know more about them.

Ought to, yes.

But the simple fact is, you don't.

I've not heard one word from you

about the 1900 three Pfennig brown.

That one?

- Yes, that one!

It's taken care of, Captain.

Button up!

The five Pfennig stocks

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.

What's lacking

is a sandstorm to cover our tracks.

Reilly,

turn onto those tank tracks.

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When we reach Tobruk

according to plan at 2100 hours,

the 5th Commando unit

will have knocked out the shore guns.

We will move in close

and open fire on the area.

Landing craft pick up the commandos.

- What if they fail, sir?

We do our part.

I hope they'll do theirs.

Field police!

You can't use those again, Alex.

Chew them up or something...

Reilly, keep up with them.

If you can't fight them, join them.

Yes sir, Captain Schrder.

Captain Schrder.

With a military police escort?

No, they wouldn't be escorted. No.

Wait!

Give me the Field Police.

Give me

the Field Police again, alright?

Now we're in, which way do we go?

Captain Foster was quartered here

until Rommel broke his lease.

Merrihew, get her out.

German pigs, English pigs!

I hate them all!

How is she?

- I think she'll be alright.

Does she know where we're going?

- She hasn't the foggiest idea. - OK.

That's it, gentlemen. British Navy's

target for tonight. If...

If we succeed.

No more news from the field police?

- No.

Did you secure the harbor at Tobruk?

In every way possible? - Yes.

The entire fuel depot here?

- Yes.

Most important, the munitions depot?

- It's fully secure! - Good.

Field Marshal,

a message from headquarters.

The English fleet

is headed for Tobruk.

The Royal Navy can't

have suddenly gone mad!

They know perfectly well

that our shore artillery will...

The shore artillery!

Give me the field police.

Who's guarding the shore artillery?

The Italians? - Yes, sir.

Hello? This is Field Marshal Rommel.

We expect an attack within hours.

Hello, can you hear me...?

We've been disconnected. Get me

the 3rd Panzer Brigade on the radio.

Here...

An enemy tank patrol is in this area.

It must be stopped.

Yes, sir. - And I will

hold you responsible for it.

Yes, Field Marshal!

Their telephone lines are cut.

Are the volunteers ready?

- Absolutely. God help them.

Down!

Major? - Yes? - About the girl, sir,

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