By now, a good chunk of his FFI commandos had healed they were up to twelve men now. But right now, he wasn't in the base. He was on his way to hijack a train. It carried see rail high-ranking nazi officials, as well as a compliment of support troops. Since his sniper rifle would do him no good on a train, he carried a Thompson, with drum magazines. The kubelwagen drove up next to the front of the train, and all he had to do to get it to stop was to point his gun at the ferret driving the train. He smiled, did a gentlemanly bow, and jumped onto the train. His twelve commandos did as well.