And Everywhere That Casey Went…

Issue Number: 5096

…His sworn enemy was sure to go.

The military policemen stood ankle-deep in the snow at the cross-roads in the Ardennes. Their uniforms, their slouch, and the constant motion of their jaws as they chewed gum marked them clearly as Americans. And that’s just exactly what who any who saw them were meant to think.

But those “Yanks” were in fact crack Nazi troops in disguise, all planning to bring off the biggest shock of the war…

Story: Finley-Day

Art: Aguilar

Cover: Penalva