when he had killed the guard,the prisoner of war quickly dragged him into the bushes.working repidly in the darkness,he soon changed into the dead man's clothes.now he dressed in a bule unifrom and with a rifle over his shoulder.prisoner marcked boldly up and down in front of the camp.he hear shouting in the camp itself.Lights were blazing and men runing here and there.they had just discovered that a prisoner had excaped. at that moment,a large black car with four officer inside it.stopped at the camp gates,the officers got out and the prisoner stoot to attention and and suluted as they passed.when they had gone,the driver of the car came towards him.the man obviously wanted to talk.he was rather elderly with grey hair and clear bule eyes.prisoner felt sorry him.but there was nothing else he could do. as the man came near,the prisoner knocked him to the ground with a sharp blow.then he jumping into the car,he drove off as quickly as he could.