Propaganda Games [Francis]

[Franz Albrecht]

A curious crowd had gathered outside the residence. The SS were loading the prisoners in to the Opel trucks that were already running on the street. Herr Wolff turned when Frankie approached him, the Sturmscharfuhrer felt that he had slightly intruded on the Gestapo officers thoughts. To his surprise he had been granted permission to speak freely,

Frankie seen the gestapo officers eyes shift briefly towards the bottle of wine he held firmly in his left hand, he suddenly thought that this may not be the right time to discuss such matters given the situation that had just occurred within the house.

Albrecht just had his closest contact with death since the Eastern front. It was fresh in his mind. The thoughts and feelings had all returned to him, the Sturmscharfuhrer quickly dismissed them in the presence of the Gestapo officer, he would have allot of time to think about it when his detachment returned to the barracks.

Frankie cleared his throat and began to speak,

"Herr Wolff, thank you for granting me permission to address you, especially in a time such as this.... i.. was wondering if you may require my services in the future?. I mean as a man of the SS, combating enemy's of the state. I have been interested in police work for a long time now and wish to take it farther in the near future, in the reserve ranks of the Sicherheitsdienst, a reserve for now due to the fact we are in a war...but after the war i intend to go at it full time. Providing Reich security that is."

after a brief pause Albrecht continued,

" You have my file, and have seen my work in progress...your opinion, is of course your own, but i will assure you, i do nothing other than my best at all times. I feel i am able to contribute in a positive way."

Sturmscharfuhrer Albrecht appeared serious hoping that Herr Wolff would see he was sincere.

" I would like to continue displaying my capabilities in the Field. Therefore i ask that you consider me for any actions that require the assistance of the SS. It is your judgment of course, just a request.."

Frankie stared into the dark blue eyes of the man standing before him, clad in his black uniform. Albrecht suddenly became nervous of the officers response, perhaps it would be negative?, he felt his hands becoming clammy, his left that held the wine more so causing him to adjust further towards the neck of the bottle.

He waited in silence for a reply...

[Otto Wolff]

A moment of silence passed between the men and for a few seconds Otto thought that the Sturmscharführer had frozen completely, but then the man cleared his throat and got to the point. Otto stood in his place, his thumb still hooked under his belt and his chin tilted up as he listened to the Albrecht talk. The Sturmscharführer went into a long explanation of how he was interested in doing work for the SD, battling the enemies of the Reich and assisting the Gestapo. Otto only nodded at this, of course he could see the appeal of doing such work, it had not really been a pure coincidence that he had ended up working in the Gestapo. He had been enjoying a very interesting career in the Kriminalpolizei for several years before there had even been a Secret State Police and when the opportunity had presented itself, Otto had made sure that he was transferred to the Gestapo among many other police officers. He had gone through various different tasks and details having to do with the work of the State Police, but these days his tasks mostly concentrated on catching partisans and members of different resistance group. Otto was actually quite happy that he had not ended up having to deal with the different sort of enemies of the state, namely Jews, gypsies, catholics and homosexuals.

Albrecht ended his speech with assuring that he was capable of being of assistance to the State Police, finally leaving the matter for Otto to consider. The dark-haired Kriminalkommissar had looked attentive through the man's entire speech and now he nodded slightly, shifting his weight from one foot to another. "Ja, natürlich, habe ich Sie gesehen Feldforschung jetzt tun, und weil Sie sagten, bin ich mit Ihrer vorherigen Geschichte auch vertraut," Otto said very slowly, as if he was giving himself more time to consider the facts. He already had something of a apprentice in Brenner and even in his case learning Otto's trust had been a slow and difficult process. Then again, if the Kriminalkommissar decided to put his trust and time on someone, he could offer vast amounts of knowledge and expertise, results of his many years of working in the police. Maybe it would be safer to see to the progress and career of one other person, although Otto was not quite ready to trust the Sturmscharführer quite that much at this point. But, he showed promise and Otto decided that he would give the man a chance.

"Wir sind natürlich immer beim Anblick neuer, erfahrener Leute, und Sie sind ziemlich im Aufgabe-Satz auf Sie heute gesund gewesen. Das einzige Ding, das mich schlug, war Ihre Begierde, die Verbrecher durchzuführen, die unsere Fähigkeit streng gehindert hätten, jede Zusatzinformation zu gewinnen. Obwohl ich die Gründe dahinter begreifen kann, muss ich Sie daran erinnern, immer Ihre persönlichen Gefühle im Vordergrund zu behalten und nur an das Ziel der Mission zuerst zu denken. Wenn Sie daran denken, Ich bin sicher, dass Sie fein im Dienst des SD tun werden," Otto nodded and although his tone of voice was serious and professional, it carried a touch of benevolence to it, too.

"Ich habe Ihre Aktei, so weiß ich, Sie, Sturmscharführer wo zu erreichen. Wenn Sie irgendwelche Empfehlungen oder ein gutes Wort irgendwo brauchen, können Sie sich mit mir durch die Büros von Gestapo in Prinz-Albrecht-Straße, Berlin in Verbindung setzen. Erwähnen Sie gerade Ihren Namen, und sie werden Sie durch zu mir bringen. Ich vergesse nie einen erfahrenen Agent," the Kriminalkommissar added with an almost invisible smile. The man offered his hand to the Sturmscharführer to shake his hand. "Nett, Sie kennen zu lernen. Sturmscharführer, aber ich muss aufrichtig zu meinen Aufgaben jetzt neigen. Heil Hitler," the man said more casually, making it clear that the matter was settled now from his part and the tall Gestapo officer turned around, heading towards his assistant Brenner and the black police vehicles. There was still much work to be done before the day was through.


Translations:

"Ja, natürlich, habe ich Sie gesehen Feldforschung jetzt tun, und weil Sie sagten, bin ich mit Ihrer vorherigen Geschichte auch vertraut."
"Yes, of course, I have seen you doing fieldwork now and as you said, I'm familiar with your previous history, also."

"Wir sind natürlich immer beim Anblick neuer, erfahrener Leute, und Sie sind ziemlich im Aufgabe-Satz auf Sie heute gesund gewesen..."
"We are naturally always on the lookout for new, skilled people and you have done fairly well in the tasks set upon you today. The only thing that struck me was your eagerness to execute the criminals, which would have severely hindered our ability to gain any additional information. Although I can realize the reasons behind this, I must remind you to always keep your personal emotions in the background and think only of the objective of the mission first. If you keep that in mind, I'm sure you will do fine in the service of the SD."

"Ich habe Ihre Aktei, so weiß ich, Sie, Sturmscharführer wo zu erreichen..."
"I have your file, so I know where to reach you, Sturmscharführer. Should you need any recommendations or a good word somewhere, you can contact me through the Gestapo offices in Prinz-Albrecht-Straße, Berlin. Just mention your name and they will put you through to me. I never forget a skilled agent."

"Nett, Sie kennen zu lernen. Sturmscharführer, aber ich muss aufrichtig zu meinen Aufgaben jetzt neigen. Heil Hitler."
"It was a pleasure to meet you, Sturmscharführer, but I truly must tend to my duties now. Heil Hitler."

[Franz Albrecht]

Albrecht gratefully accepted the Kriminalkommissar's response to his speech. Frankie stood straight at attention as Herr Wolfe spoke. He was honest and did not with hold any of his thoughts or feelings on the situation at hand. Sturmscharfuhrer Albrecht replied to the Gestapo officers comments briefly with a short answer of,

"Jawhol Herr Krimminalkommissar, Ich verstehe"

He nodded quickly, gesturing he understood completely. Frankie regained his posture and listened attentively while Herr Wolff continued,

""Ich habe Ihre Aktei, so weiß ich, Sie, Sturmscharführer wo zu erreichen..."

Albrecht responded, "Geehrter Herr Wolff, danke.

Frankie was quite pleased with the positive answer he received from the Gestapo officer. He was impressed with the level of support Herr Wolff had offered him as well. A terrible day had made a turn for the better, it only cost one person his life in the process. All in a good days work Albrecht thought to himself.

Albrecht rested his gloved hands near the buckle on his belt, inscribed below the eagle read, "Meine Ehre heißt Treue". Otto Wolff then offered his hand, "Nett, Sie kennen zu lernen. Sturmscharführer, aber ich muss aufrichtig zu meinen Aufgaben jetzt neigen. Heil Hitler."

Frank reached out and firmly gripped the officers hand, "Selbstverständlich, das Vergnügen war meins!, Heil Hitler!"

The Sturmscharfuhrer released from the hand shake, clicked his heels and raised his arm...

It was clear the conversation had come to an end. The matter had been addressed and Franks goal had become ever more closer to being achieved. Herr Wolffs tone had been professional as well as sincere. He would help Albrecht, that was clear. Frankie intended to do everything possible to ensure Wolff kept this opinion of him. It would mean allot to have an ally like this through the remainder of the war, and even at it's end. Otto Wolff had an intelligence level that demanded respect. Frank recognised this and didn't know too many men of this calibre. Kriminalkommissar Otto Wolff was in Frankie’s eyes a man of greatness, the kind of man who he admired for his devotion to the Reich.

Frankie watched as the Gestapo and police got in their cars to leave. He suddenly remembered the bottle he held in his left hand, Perhaps a small gesture would be in order, Quickly he rushed towards the Mercedes and tapped on the window, "Ich vergaß fast, danke, Heil Hitler, Albrecht didn't wait for a reply he simply passed the bottle off and stepped back turning to scream at his men who were scattered about the property, "Get your asses moving! this isn't a god damn gathering, come! load in the trucks! Schnell!!"

He shouted till his face turned red, the veins visible in his neck. The Waffen SS soldiers jumped into action obeying their orders, they rushed towards the trucks. Sturmscharfuhrer Albrecht shot a quick glance at the civilians, then he himself hopped in the cab of an Opel and slammed the door.

"Laziness in the eye of the German people."

"Lets go" Said Albrecht to the driver

The Opel started up and pulled off down the street. Frankie reached into his tunic and removed his cigarettes, with the other hand he loosened his tunic around the neck. He would have this smoke then close his eyes for the remainder of the ride. After the Sturmscharfuhrer lit his cigarette he sat back, closed his eyes and pulled the peak of his cap to shelter his eyes.

"Musik"

The driver reached forward turning on the radio, the voice of Frank Sinatra floated through the air, "I'll never smile again. Until I smile at you. I’ll never laugh again, What good would it do?, For tears would fill my eyes, My heart would realize..."

Frank smiled continuing the song in English with Sinatra, harmonizing in his own way, "That our romance is through. I’ll never love again...I'm so in love with you. I’ll never thrill again...To somebody new"

He laughed and turned it down so no one was able to hear the forbidden music besides him and the driver, "Sinatra, good voice!".

The driver grinned as the Opel rolled through the streets.

Translations:

"Jawhol Herr Krimminalkommissar, Ich verstehe"
(Yes sir, i understand)

"Ich habe Ihre Aktei, so weiß ich, Sie, Sturmscharführer wo zu erreichen...

(I have your file, so I know where to reach you, Sturmscharführer. Should you need any recommendations or a good word somewhere, you can contact me through the Gestapo offices in Prinz-Albrecht-Straße, Berlin. Just mention your name and they will put you through to me. I never forget a skilled agent.")

"Geehrter Herr Wolff, danke"
(Honoured, thank you.)

"Nett, Sie kennen zu lernen. Sturmscharführer, aber ich muss aufrichtig zu meinen Aufgaben jetzt neigen. Heil Hitler."

(It was a pleasure to meet you, Sturmscharführer, but I truly must tend to my duties now. Heil Hitler.)

"Selbstverständlich, das Vergnügen war meins, Heil Hitler
(Of course, the pleasure was mine)

[Edward"Butcher"McMillan]

Moderation Post:

The following CP has been issued:

Wolff - 14CP

Albrecht - 14CP

-JT