P.S. Thousands of Germans 'moved out' through France in late 1943 and during 1944, via 'special' trains to Spain, initially, while others went via huge 400 feet long, two-storey 'super-subs' out of Norway and other Baltic ports, to hitherto unknown destinations.

Bob
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"In the last months of World War II, Kurt Von Schusnick, a German-speaking, Swiss born war ace, took many hundreds of handpicked Germans to rendezvous in South America for ultimate delivery to the New German hideout.

Each night from Von Runstedt's western front headquarters near Ulm, in the Bavarian Alps, specially chosen officers and civilians arrived to emigrate in a round wing plane piloted by Von Schusnick.

By war's end this same man had transported several thousand key Germans via South American staging points to their new homes inside the earth.

Following hostilities, Kurt Von Schusnick in his round wing plane continued to ferry key Germans from Switzerland to which they had made their ways, both legally and illegally.

(On a post-war raid to a Soviet prisoner of war camp in occupied Poland on October 26, 1946, three German round wing planes led by Van Schusnick killed the Russian guards with lasers and rescued over 100 key German prisoners.)

A few of the Germans taken from the Bavarian chalet before German surrender were as follows: Felix Von Rattenwell, aide de camp to Von Runstedt; Franz Von Heigle, Assistant Minister of Foreign Affairs; Baron John De Landsbert, (Major General), descendent of Charlemagne;

Charles Wurzack, liaison SS officer at Von Runstedt's headquarters and Nazi party member; Eric Blwuberg, of Swedish extraction, a civilian technical engineer in a German round wing plant (formerly with Zeppelin works).

On December 10, 1944, guarding troops were alerted surrounding the headquarters of Von Runstedt, 140 miles northeast of Zurich, Switzerland, deep inside Germany. An American colonel had just been brought through the chalet check points blindfolded and under guard.

His mission was to find Von Runstedt, the Commander of German's Western Armies, and also the Commander of all German Armies since the real Hitler had vacated in October of the same year.

The 26-year-old American, who went by the intelligence code name of Halford Williams, was known by Germans only under his nickname of 'The Fox'.

Col. Williams had just arrived from London, England by way of plane, sealed railway car, jeep and finally on foot, over the last mile into the closely guarded German fastness.

Escorted into the presence of Von Runstedt, the American officer apologized for his unpressed officer's dress attire due to what he termed 'unfavorable' travel conditions.

From the young American's belt hung a 'golden sword'.

After properly saluting the senior officer, he removed from the lining of his coat 'a letter' from General George S. Patton to Von Runstedt a letter approved by all the allied leaders, 'except' President Roosevelt!

The letter stated the Germans should expect an immediate change of western allied intentions during the next weeks of the war and that Von Runstedt should arrange to meet Patton as soon as possible in Berne, Switzerland with his most able staff officers to discuss .....

A total allied change of strategy favorable to recent German peace overtures.

Von Runstedt read the letter, removed his monocle, thanked the young American colonel. and offered him breakfast, bath and bed till 4:00 P.M. the same day, when the German Commander's reply would be ready for the Allies.

Then the General dismissed the guard and aide and got up and closed the door to the office in order to interrogate the courier.

"Stand at ease colonel," began the German officer politely.

Then he painstakingly studied the Yank. The General returned to his desk, removed his monocle and finally spoke directly to the emissary.

“You are most certainly not English. This is the first privilege I have had of meeting you, Colonel Halford Williams."

The German lingered on the colonel’s name. "Halford Williams is your code name, I presume."

The German General tapped quietly on his desk as though contemplating the pieces of a jig-saw puzzle.

Then he looked up and said:

"We Germans all call you the 'American Fox' because your rescue missions are legendary inside Hitler's occupied lands from Norway to the borders of Russia.

They say you are invincible -- that you can't be killed. It is also reliably reported that you have been dropped or appeared suddenly inside Germany dozens of times, perhaps 40 or so times in the last two years alone.

"The German's eyes lighted with admiration as he studied the waist of the American colonel standing before him.

"All the stories say the same thing.

That the Fox always carries a golden sword to direct his five or six-man band.

Imagine, such a ridiculous medieval symbol of authority!

Of course you don't need your sword on a mission like this where only diplomacy is necessary, do you colonel?"

The General's tone was not sarcastic but quizzical.

The American colonel still stood silent. Then the interrogation continued.

"Can you hear me colonel?"

"Yes sir!" the younger man replied.

The General said, "Hitler's reward for delivery of the Fox, preferably alive, is over $100,000 in gold.

Perhaps I should tear up this letter and collect the reward."

Colonel Fox smiled faintly. Von Runstedt went on:

"I know deep within me that you are the Fox.

Eisenhower would not send anyone but his bravest and most trusted for this mission -- because he had to be certain the message reached me.

But even allowing yourself to be blindfolded under guard I don't think your destiny is to die -- yet -- although I must consider why I should not turn you over to the despicable S.S. who already know of your presence. Please reply, Colonel.

"As though unmoved by the penetrating analyses, the American agent answered,

"Even if I were the one whom you call the Fox, I should not worry. Among the allies, General, your name too is legendary.

You have been tagged as a gentleman of honor -- an enemy to be respected.

Even if your Fuehrer ordered it, you would not keep a bonafide courier as a negotiable instrument of blackmail."

The General nodded almost imperceptibly.

"May I suggest that you now go directly to the breakfast room.

But if you value your nine lives I suggest you not leave the main floor of this building.

And do not venture onto the grounds or visit the waterfall!"

As the American Colonel sat in the officers' mess eating a breakfast of Bavarian rolls, jam, sausage and tea, he never suspected that just beyond his gaze, in a clearing below the cascading waterfall,

There sat on three tripods, a 30-foot round wing saucer-like craft, one of 'five' just completed, which would carry the elite German remnants of World War II, to a new land in another world.

During Williams' meal a number of German Army and Air Force officers passed in and out of the room, not unusual in a staff headquarters, he thought.

But one face he noted carefully he was to see twice again.

This was a Wermacht Air Force idol who had shot down 33 allied planes, Kurt Von Schusnick.

He was a top ace whom the English, up to Churchill, respected for his audacity and combat ability.

Another visitor was a favorite of Hitler's, tall, piercing-eyed 'Otto Skorzeny', who 'demanded' exodus by round wing transportation for himself and other 'key Nazis'.

Later Williams heard that Von Runstedt - had turned him (Otto Skorzeny) down - categorically."

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