So, who is it? Churchill? Ike? Who ya gonna kill to win the war?
In a few minutes, with the help of Archimedes, we shall fly into the eye of the storm. And cross into Sicilian airspace on August 20th, 1939. We will hit North over friendly skies with enough fuel to reach Munich. My quarry will be waiting for me at 16 Prinzregetnplatz, for an update on his V1 rocket.
…What kinda Nazi kills the Fürher?
The kind that believes in victory, Doctor Jones.

