Issue #2: The Party (party 2)

It was no surprise that they made a team for the mission and I was apart of it. The team consisted of a robotic man, named Phil, the Huntsman, David Ore, and myself. David was of course the leader, as having experience as a commander in the first years of the War. Phil was an android, or that's what the Professor called it, a robot made to look human. It didn't have much of a personality, but it really doesn't like me. You see, Phil was built on protocol and procedure and that is not like me at all. I will do anything possible to keep myself alive, and of course complete the mission, protocol or not. So, we usually argue during assignments and now we usually avoid working together on anything. The Huntsman was a good choice, but had no creativity at all. He was before the War, one of the greatest African hunters of all time. He was an experienced gunman, bowman, and of course, in the art of ambushing. But, he was so lacking in creativity, it was difficult to get him out of tricky situations. He was certain on the things he could do and couldn't do. For example, one mission led him and I to Paris. We had smashed through a window of a large estate that was crawling with enemies. We were quite a long way up from the streets on the balcony, and a telephone wire to another roof was the only way to escape. When I told him the plan, he huffed and told me he wouldn't do it. I asked why and he replied he knew he wouldn't be able to. I said he would have to. It took awhile before he considered, and by then someone was able to cut the wire, sending him and me crashing through the other building's window.

But with the help of David, who I favor over all the rest of them, we'll get out of any situation. He had a knack for gathering a plan in a few seconds, a plan that would be reliable and work well. Although it isn't like we'll need that for this, it was a party, not a war zone.

I discovered from David that the party was at Castle Herug, the manor of none other Herr Obertgruppen. I guess it is a war zone now. I couldn't believe it, one of the most hated Nazi inventors and generals was the host of this party. It would be crawling with wanted scientists, officers, and doctors of Nazi Germany. This was going to be a very interesting gathering, and I for one was not going to miss out on a chance like this. But wait, chance for what? They weren't going to just let me arrest Obertgruppen and leave. I asked David what we were doing there. It was a Safe Run. Basically, rumors from inside spies tell us Obertgruppen has a safe of important documents at the castle and we are going to get it. David told me then that it was going to be my job to crack open that safe, while they covered me.

2049 hours, September 5, 1941

The plane dropped us about ten miles from the castle into a forested glade. It was peaceful as we slipped down into the chill wind of the night. Phil roared past us, weighted down by his mechanics and smashed through the roof of an abandoned farmhouse below. We landed softly, unzipping the jump suits and coming out in tuxedos and bow ties, ready for action. Phil climbed from the large pit he had made by his landing and dressed quickly. He weren't worried he would attract any attention, who knew how many Nazi robos were attending the party, he would fit right in. It was me they were worried about. Obertgruppen and I go way back. From the Hindenburg to the Atlantis thing to South America, he had seen my face several times. If he were to see me, he would recognize it instantly. The Professor was able to make a plastic alloy mask that hid my identity. This mission, I had to let go of my goggles, which was the trademark of my outfit, but it was the only way to be safe. At 2053 hours, the black sedan drove up to us and we piled in, and the driver started toward the castle road. We would be there in a matter of minutes.