Delay on Route

Are you willing to undertake a dangerous mission behind the enemy lines, knowing that you may never return alive? What you have just heard is the question asked during the War of Agents of the OSS. Ordinary citizens, who to this question answered...

Yes. This is... ... Cook and Dagger. Warfare. Espionage International Intrigue. These other weapons of the OSS. Today's adventure, delay en route, the story of an American OSS agent who found himself between two fires in Fascist held Italy, is suggested by actual incidents recorded in the Washington files of the Office of Strategic Services.

A story that can now be told. That was a big night in Sturtzer. We liberated the town that morning and everybody was drunk. But not on Pino. Those Italian partisans were drunk on something they hadn't tasted since Mussolini's lectures.

March Don Rome. Freedom! There were only three fascist officials left in Tongue, and all of them were down in the village square. Hanging from a scaffold. I should have been celebrating too. After all, that was why the OSS had sent me into Italy.

They help Guido Goddoni and his partisans wipe out fascists. But sitting there in the tavern that night with Rosa, Guido's sister, my mind was several thousand miles away. So Roberto, you are going to leave us tomorrow?

Oh, what Rosa? The pity boat comes for you tomorrow night, no? The night after tomorrow night, Rosa, just 48 hours. It's going to pick me up below, Savona. And you are glad? Was there ever a guy who wasn't glad to go home?

Home? To America, you mean? But how can that be? The war is not over? I've got a furlough coming up. I delay en route to my next OS S assignment. I see. It is nice in America, Arab-earth.