"Jawol Herr Oberst! Please come with me sub-lieutenant, I will show you to your men."

Actually I do...can't risk have any of you grab hold of the weapons that might be stored in that submarine and use it against us.

I'm sure Nisgues agrees, pretty sure he'll also be the one boarding it first to investigate.

so It'll be taken care of by us and don't worry we'll drop of the equipment and stuff that we have no use for but you might in the camp.

* L J paces up and down in the bunkhouse still contemplating the situation, then with a smile* " Fine mess we are in here men, still at least we are alive."

I suppose that is acceptable. Well, if you'll excuse me, I have to see my crew.

*leaves and heads for the camp (Escorted by someone, I guess?)*

"Damn Jerries. There's not enough of us left to run a decent watch system as it is, without them hospitalising Jimbuna".

*Still cursing, he heads off to spread the good news that sleeping all day is no longer an option.*

" Hey Bakkels, I am sorry to say my good fellow, but the only thing you will be cooking up in the next few hours is a ****! " * Whilst attempting to check the men's morale. *

"Captain, please join your 1st officer and come with me. Gemeiner The Enigma, please lead the way to the English crew. I will follow behind."

*Switches the rifles safety catch to "fire"*

"Nothing silly please, gentlemen."

*Sports Lord Justice*

"PO, a word. I've put together a watch system. Unfortunately it'll have to be a 6 on, 6 off, as we don't have enough senior rates or for that matter personnel. You'll lead the second watch with Task Force and Pioneer. I'll have the first watch with Vendor, Takeda Shingen and Bakkels.

"For the moment it'll be just make-work I'm afraid, but as soon as the officers return, no doubt there will be other plans."

*is led to the POW camp*

So, Gefreiter, how does one end up being assigned to a place like this? Must be an awfully boring post...

"What happens here is no concern of yours, Captain. Please keep moving and stop speculating before I begin to suspect that you really are spies."

Sure, sure. Bloody Krauts...

*stays silent until reaching the camp*

" Okay sounds fine, consider it done chief."

*reaches the camp and enters Bunkhouse A*

Mr. Bakkels, please stand guard at the door and make sure the Jerries aren't listening to us.

*Checks the rounds in his Luger.*

"This one looks like he could be trouble.*

Sub Lieutenant (bah, Neal...you had to make my rank one of the words I cannot spell to save my life!) Mookie plops down on one of the bunks. He takes the cigarette from behind his ear and lights it in one singular motion. As he takes a drag he contemplates the situation that he and his shipmates find themselves in. As he exhales, he leans back on the bunk with a sense of resignation.

"Bloody hell....it doesn't sound like these Jerries are going to be rolling out any welcome mats for us. That Oberst fellow sounded downright savage...psh....'Laws of War' indeed. He acted like it was his personal tankers that we attacked. What else did he expect us to do? Invite the crews over for dinner?

In any case, we'll have to set up a watch system. Something about this place just feels off. I don't know what these Jerries are doing here. Damn strange place to put a garrison."