When the Colonel arrived at the station in his staff car, escorted da two motorcycles, he was displeased to find out that his train was not there.

Colonel Von Waldheim: *Gets out of the car, and walks to a soldier with a clipboard* What about my train?!
Schmidt: It has been cancelled.
Colonel Von Waldheim: *Turns around to face Schmidt* Who cancelled it?!

Four minuti later in a office.

Labiche: I did.
German pony 87: Labiche Colonel. He is the area inspector. Under my supervision of course.
Colonel Von Waldheim: Since when does a french stallion have the authority to cancella a German train?
Labiche: We're making up a special armament train Colonel. As priority.
Colonel Von Waldheim: Who's orders?
Labiche: Von Richter. One of the commanders on the Western Front.
Colonel Von Waldheim: How soon can my train be prepared to leave?
Labiche: As soon as I get another order. It's your army Colonel. Not mine.
Colonel Von Waldheim: You'll get the order. Have my train ready to leave this afternoon at 3:30.

Later, the Colonel went to a building occupied da the Germans. It was busy, with hundreds of ponies running around the halls in every direction.

Colonel Von Waldheim: *Walking upstairs, turns left, then turns right into an office*
Nazi Pony: I tried to reach te Von Waldheim. The General has cancelled all appointments except for anything involving the evacuation of Paris.
Colonel Von Waldheim: Is he in?
Nazi Pony: Yes sir.
Colonel Von Waldheim: Can I see him? *Walks into the General's room*
Nazi Pony: Yes but, he doesn't want to see anyone now.
General: *Sees the Colonel walk into his room while he looks at a map* What is it Colonel?
Colonel Von Waldheim: A train I ordered was cancelled. I've been advised your personal authorization is now required.
Nazi Pony: *Walks into the office* See General Von Onte sir. The main highway between the Launch and Launte has been attacked da the Equestrians.
General: Alright.
Nazi Pony: *Leaves*
General: *Walks to his desk* We will make our way out of here through normal channels.
Colonel Von Waldheim: te once detto normal channels were a trap. In which to snare officers who lacked initiative.
General: *Sits down, knowing the Colonel still wants to talk about his train* What's your cargo?
Colonel Von Waldheim: *Hands him his manifest*
General: *Looks at the manifest*
Nazi pony 9: *Enters the room with a tray of tea, puts it down on a table, and leaves the room*
General: *Looks at the Colonel* I don't share your enthusiasm for art. Even if I did, it would be sent into Germaneigh as degenerate trash. Nor would I expect priority over vitally needed war transport.
Colonel Von Waldheim: Might it be unwise, to leave a billion oro Reich marks in the bank of France? Enough money to equip ten panzer divisions?
General: Make your point Colonel.
Colonel Von Waldheim: Money is a weapon. The contents on that train are as negotiable as gold, and più valuable. I feel Marelin would prefer it in the hooves of the 3rd Reich.
General: *Drinks his tea, then grabs a pen, and signs the Colonel's manifest* I must warn te Colonel that if conditions on the front become più critical I will resent this authorization.

2 B Continued