Interlude - The Plot Thickens
May 9, 1940
Somewhere in the West Germany
Von Brauchitsch: “Ach mein Gott Oberfeldwebel! I tought you was never coming! What do
you have in your mind? You are 10 minutes late, you know what that means?”
Hermann: “Sorry Generalfeldmarschall von Brauchitsch. The SS security detachment at the
gates took time inspecting the radio equipment.”
Von Brauchitsch: “Right, right. At ease. I don’t have time for excuses now. Setup the
equipment right here, quickly”.
Hermann: “Yes sir… here in the kitchen?”
Von Brauchitsch: “Sure in the kitchen! Look around you. Where are we? In a kitchen! Now
do it Oberfeldwebel, I don’t have time to waste!”
Von Brauchitsch swipes off his forehead with a handkerchief. He knows every minute he
spent outside the command room in a so critical momment increased the possibility of
suspiciousness about his behavior.
Hermann: ”Its ready, sir. Which frequency should I tune in?”
Von Brauchitsch: “How am I supposed to know? I assume your Leutnant gave you the
frequency?”
Hermann: ”Oh , yes, sorry sir, I forgot. Right sir, here it is.”
Von Brauchitsch: “All right, Oberfeldwebel. Now go outside, shut the door and guard it. If
anyone comes tell that I’m dinning and don’t want to be disturbed.”
Hermann obeys his order, while Brauchitsch picks up the earpiece.
Von Brauchitsch: “Eagle to White Bear, please acknowledge. Eagle to White Bear, are you
there? Eagle to White Bear…”
Von Fritsch: “Yes Eagle, White Bear can hear you loud and clear.”
Von Brauchitsch: “White Bear, Eagle is on the run. Are the skies clear on this season?”
Von Fritsch: ”You can rest assured, von Brauchitsch, we are safe in this frequency.”
Von Brauchitsch: ”I really hope you are right. Go ahead, I don’t have much time. How is the
movement, everything on stand-by?”
Von Fritsch: ”Yes, everything is ready. Just waiting for your signal. But I have to tell you,
Generalfeldmarschall, security has been tightened up greatly from the last year. The SS are
increasingly suspicious of even our own soldiers. I don’t know, but maybe this can be our
last chance of doing it.”
Von Brauchitsch: ”I know, I know. Himmler is making things difficult for me. He wants a
completely independent SS from the Wehrmacht, and he is succeeding in doing it. Every
day I have less and less knowledge of their deployments in Deutschland. How’s the wound
in the leg?”
Von Fritsch: ”Thanks for asking, sir. Almost completely healed. I suppose everyone still
believe I’m dead, right?”
Von Brauchitsch: ”Yes Generaloberst. Now I have to go, but before, let me recap: you will
only act upon my orders, right? It would be suicidal for us to take action while we are
winning. We must wait until the French or British steps inside our territory. At that point
we’ll have a justification for doing it. Yes, I want to bring Hitler down, but I don’t want to be
considered a traitor. Is that clear?”
Von Fritsch: ”Sure, Generalfeldmarschall. But, what if we win against the French?”
Von Brauchitsch: ”Then, Generaloberst, the only thing we can await for… is a miracle from
the heavens.”
May 9, 1940
Somewhere in the West Germany
Von Brauchitsch: “Ach mein Gott Oberfeldwebel! I tought you was never coming! What do
you have in your mind? You are 10 minutes late, you know what that means?”
Hermann: “Sorry Generalfeldmarschall von Brauchitsch. The SS security detachment at the
gates took time inspecting the radio equipment.”
Von Brauchitsch: “Right, right. At ease. I don’t have time for excuses now. Setup the
equipment right here, quickly”.
Hermann: “Yes sir… here in the kitchen?”
Von Brauchitsch: “Sure in the kitchen! Look around you. Where are we? In a kitchen! Now
do it Oberfeldwebel, I don’t have time to waste!”
Von Brauchitsch swipes off his forehead with a handkerchief. He knows every minute he
spent outside the command room in a so critical momment increased the possibility of
suspiciousness about his behavior.
Hermann: ”Its ready, sir. Which frequency should I tune in?”
Von Brauchitsch: “How am I supposed to know? I assume your Leutnant gave you the
frequency?”
Hermann: ”Oh , yes, sorry sir, I forgot. Right sir, here it is.”
Von Brauchitsch: “All right, Oberfeldwebel. Now go outside, shut the door and guard it. If
anyone comes tell that I’m dinning and don’t want to be disturbed.”
Hermann obeys his order, while Brauchitsch picks up the earpiece.
Von Brauchitsch: “Eagle to White Bear, please acknowledge. Eagle to White Bear, are you
there? Eagle to White Bear…”
Von Fritsch: “Yes Eagle, White Bear can hear you loud and clear.”
Von Brauchitsch: “White Bear, Eagle is on the run. Are the skies clear on this season?”
Von Fritsch: ”You can rest assured, von Brauchitsch, we are safe in this frequency.”
Von Brauchitsch: ”I really hope you are right. Go ahead, I don’t have much time. How is the
movement, everything on stand-by?”
Von Fritsch: ”Yes, everything is ready. Just waiting for your signal. But I have to tell you,
Generalfeldmarschall, security has been tightened up greatly from the last year. The SS are
increasingly suspicious of even our own soldiers. I don’t know, but maybe this can be our
last chance of doing it.”
Von Brauchitsch: ”I know, I know. Himmler is making things difficult for me. He wants a
completely independent SS from the Wehrmacht, and he is succeeding in doing it. Every
day I have less and less knowledge of their deployments in Deutschland. How’s the wound
in the leg?”
Von Fritsch: ”Thanks for asking, sir. Almost completely healed. I suppose everyone still
believe I’m dead, right?”
Von Brauchitsch: ”Yes Generaloberst. Now I have to go, but before, let me recap: you will
only act upon my orders, right? It would be suicidal for us to take action while we are
winning. We must wait until the French or British steps inside our territory. At that point
we’ll have a justification for doing it. Yes, I want to bring Hitler down, but I don’t want to be
considered a traitor. Is that clear?”
Von Fritsch: ”Sure, Generalfeldmarschall. But, what if we win against the French?”
Von Brauchitsch: ”Then, Generaloberst, the only thing we can await for… is a miracle from
the heavens.”