The Sins of the Father - By Jeffrey Archer Page 0,43

band headed back across the open ground. They had covered about fifty yards when Giles saw Fisher running towards him, with 3 Section following in his wake.

'Right, Barrington, I'll take over,' he shouted. 'You bring up the rear. Follow me,' he ordered as he led the captured German soldiers triumphantly back towards the town.

By the time they reached the Majestic Hotel, a small crowd had gathered to cheer them. Fisher returned the salutes of his brother officers.

'Barrington, see that the prisoners are interned, then take the lads off to the canteen for a drink; they've earned it. Meanwhile, I'll report to Major Richards.'

'Can I kill him, sir?' asked Bates.
Chapter 17
WHEN GILES came down for breakfast the following morning, several officers, some of whom he'd never spoken to before, went out of their way to shake hands with him.

As he strolled into the mess, several heads turned and smiled in his direction, which he found slightly embarrassing. He grabbed a bowl of porridge, two boiled eggs and an out-of-date copy of Punch. He sat alone, hoping to be left in peace, but a few moments later three Australian officers he didn't recognize joined him. He turned a page of Punch, and laughed at an E.H. Shepard cartoon of Hitler retreating from Calais on a penny farthing.

'An incredible act of courage,' said the Australian on his right.

Giles could feel himself turning red.

'I agree,' said a voice from the other side of the table. 'Quite remarkable.'

Giles wanted to leave before they . . .

'What did you say the fellow's name was?'

Giles took a spoonful of porridge.

'Fisher.'

Giles nearly choked.

'It seems that Fisher, against all odds, led his platoon over open terrain and, with only hand grenades and a pistol, took out three dugouts full of German soldiers.'

'Unbelievable!' said another voice.

At least Giles could agree with that.

'And is it true that he killed a Hun officer and then took fifty of the bastards prisoner, with only twelve men to back him up?'

Giles removed the top of his first boiled egg. It was hard.

'It must be true,' said another voice, 'because he's been promoted to captain.'

Giles sat and stared at the yolk of his egg.

'I'm told he'll be recommended for a Military Cross.'

'That's the least he deserves.'

The least he deserved, thought Giles, was what Bates had recommended.

'Anyone else involved in the action?' asked the voice from the other side of the table.

'Yes, his second in command, but I'm damned if I can remember his name.'

Giles had heard enough and decided to let Fisher know exactly what he thought of him. Leaving his second egg untouched, he marched out of the mess and headed straight for the ops room. He was so angry that he barged in without knocking. The moment he entered the room, he sprang to attention and saluted. 'I do apologize, sir,' he said. 'I had no idea you were here.'

'This is Mr Barrington, colonel,' said Fisher. 'You'll remember that I told you he assisted me in yesterday's action.'

'Ah, yes. Barrington. Good show. You may not have seen company orders this morning, but you've been promoted to full lieutenant, and having read Captain Fisher's report, I can tell you that you'll also be mentioned in dispatches.'

'Many congratulations, Giles,' said Fisher. 'Well deserved.'

'Indeed,' said the colonel. 'And while you're here, Barrington, I was just saying to Captain Fisher, now that he's identified Rommel's preferred route into Tobruk, we'll need to double our patrols on the west side of the city and deploy a full squadron of tanks to back you up.' He jabbed the map spread out on the table with his finger. 'Here, here and here. I hope you both agree?'

'I do, sir,' said Fisher. 'I'll set about getting the platoon in place immediately.'

'Can't be too soon,' said the colonel, 'because I have a feeling it won't be long before Rommel returns, and this time he won't be on a reconnaissance mission but leading the full force of the Afrika Korps. We must be lying in wait and be sure that he walks straight into our trap.'

'We'll be ready for him, sir,' said Fisher.

'Good. Because I'm putting you in charge of our new patrols, Fisher. Barrington, you will remain second in command.'

'I'll have my report on your desk by midday, sir,' said Fisher.

'Good show, Fisher. I'll leave you to work out the details.'

'Thank you, sir,' said Fisher, standing to attention and saluting as the colonel left the room.

Giles was about to speak, but Fisher quickly jumped in. 'I've put in a recommendation that Sergeant