The Rogue Heroes

The old building was just outside of Dresden and was never properly demolished after being burnt down during the bombing. It made the perfect location for a resistance and Hogan knew it; which is why he and his team built their base beneath it. The building itself had been searched by the Gestapo many times, but the secret entrance was never found.

Hogan pulled up to the building in the 770 before entering into a small makeshift garage, "accidentally" scraping the side of the car on the wall as he did. Inside the garage was Walter O'Krell; Hogan's right-hand man, and jack of all trades. They met in Africa, Walter was among the "non-white" South African prisoners taken prisoner in Tobruk whilst the "white" prisoners were taken to Germany. Though the prison camp was poorly constructed, so he slipped out easily and met Hogan sneaking around the battle scared city.

"Well, find anything?" Walter asked as Hogan climbed out of the car, not caring to use the door.

"They are building a new vengeance weapon. The V-5, apparently a new rocket. Aufswade was a little less talkative today however, so I did not get much." Hogan said then smirked. "The old Kommandant has got himself a new receptionist though."

"Nazi? Or Nazi sympathizer?" Walter asked.

"In this state, everyone is forced to be a Nazi sympathizer. But no, not a Nazi. I got past her quite easily; though as far as Konrad's concerned she almost killed me. She may be helpful to us."

"Are you sure? Or was she just very attractive,, and you are losing your edge?"

"What no. Alright maybe I found her a bit attractive, that's not the point. We need to get as much information on what they are building." Hogan said. "Rally the others."

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It was not long before the whole gang was assembled, a rag-tag team Hogan had "put together" on his first ever rogue mission. And by put together he either recruited, unintentionally kidnapped or they just stuck around. Besides Hogan and Walter, the team consisted of:

Jonathan Flagg, a trigger-happy American tank commander who now lacked a tank always kept his two guns on him; usually shoved straight into his pants. Next was Vladimir Volkov, a Soviet pilot who spoke little but could fly almost any aircraft. Hogan had accidentally freed him from a train carrying prisoners, and he then just stuck around. Next was Carter Jockson, the not so bright British spy. Despite his dumb ideas and overall lack of common sense, he was the best German impersonator around. Last was Laura Williams, a British Red Cross nurse who now acted as the team medic. Shortly after recruiting Carter, Hogan stole an ambulance to escape the Germans, and she happened to be in it. Despite the "kidnapping" however, she gladly stuck around.

"What's the word Hutch?" Flagg asked.

"We have ourselves a new rocket program. According to Intel, or should I say Aufswade, it is called the V-5." Hogan said.

"Another Vengeance weapon. Did their last one not fail?" Laura asked.

"Why another Vengeance weapon, whose Hitler getting revenge on now?" Carter asked.

"Yes, the last one failed. I do not think he is out for revenge. If anything, he is probably going to use it on our friends across the sea." Hogan replied.

"You would think he would use his brain and march in there through Russia." Carter said.

"Why waste men when he can fly a bomb in? I guess this rocket is to substitute for that due to his bomber losses." Walter added.

"Whatever his reasoning, all I know is we need to stop it before he can try to succeed. But we need a plan." Hogan said.

"Drop a bomb on the factory." Vladimir said, as if he had been waiting to spring it on them.

"That could work, but no doubt they would build another. We also don't know the nature of what we are dealing with, just bombing it could be very bad. I will try to find out more. As you were men, and lady." With that they all departed.

"By the way, whose on supper tonight?" Hogan asked Walter.

"As far as I can recall it was Laura." he replied. Hogan immediately frowned. "Are you serious? How already?" he half uttered.

"Why not just remove her from the roster?" Walter said.

"Because... She will ask why, and I do not want to tell her." Hogan said.

"Last time I told her the truth about her cooking, she punched me in the eye. I did not know you could swell that much." Carter, who was still there added.

"Carter, you help her, maybe it will spare us some punishment." Hogan said.

"Yes Colonel." he said before leaving.

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Hogan spent the rest of the day trying to think up a new plan. As the evening drew in, they all gathered around the old wooden table for dinner. It was a stew that Laura had cooked up with what she could find. Despite being a great medic, her cooking was known for being terrible.

"What happened to ya hand?" Flagg asked as Carter sat down; his hand bandaged up.

"Nothing, it's not as bad as it could be." he said.

"He touched the pot and burnt it proper. After I warned him a few times." Laura added.

"It's not that bad, look..."

"We are about to eat, none of us want to see your burnt hand." Walter interrupted.

They all began to force the food down. Laura was the only one who did not notice the taste. However, as everyone ate, Hogan just sat there silent. He was thinking and they could see it.

"Ah ha, that is it!" he finally exclaimed. "I believe I have an idea on how to get what we need."

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