The roomful of men quieted as their camp leader Fregattenkapitän Jürgen Wattenberg came before the enlisted men. He was a towering man, 6’3”, austere, correct and considered old to be a submarine captain at the age of forty-two.
“Men, we need to make good use of our time here,” Wattenberg said, “which should not be long because the Fatherland will triumph in the end!”
The men clapped loudly and whistles pierced the air. Wattenberg held up his hand for quiet. “But while we are here, especially for the new men who arrived several weeks ago from the camp in Florida, there are study courses in the evenings in French, English, Italian, history, commerce, law—take your pick. Do not waste your time sitting around and bemoaning your fate. We are proud members of the German Navy and we will survive this period of internment!”
Helmut leaned over to Rudolf, “I have heard that lecturers discuss interrogation techniques in case we are ever sent back to Fort Hunt.”
“Is that a possibility?” Rudolf asked.
“I don’t know, but they prepare us anyway,” Helmut said.
Werner listened to their conversation and leaned over to whisper hoarsely, “I hear they also talk about how to stay free once we manage to escape!”
“Yes, yes,” Helmut said with excitement, “The Geneva Convention, you know, recognizes escape. At least three articles in the convention establish the right of every prisoner of war to escape if he gets the chance!”
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