The Wolverine didn't wait for apporval they took off, neither one of them was a team player. Once they wer close enough to smell the Krauts he adopted stealth over speed. Luckily he was wearing a suit designed for stealth, though it was designed stealth in a more modern era, it should work for this era. He came across a small group of Krauts on patrol. The first's head hit the ground before he could even realize he was attacked. The second and third had claws through their neck that severed their voval cords, they finished the attack on those two by yanking up splitting the heads into three pieces. The fourth one they grabbed and snapped his neck, he needed a uniform not soaked in blood after all. They pulled the cowl down and put on the Nazi uniform on over the stealth suit. Grabbing the Kraut's gun, and made their back to the Nazi camp. They played up the shell shock factor to hide their lack of German language skills. The one known as James at this moment was regretting not taking his Captain America's advice and learning German. Once in the camp they were taken a doctor who looked them over.

They listened for a while, they knew a few words like officer ranks. Turns out the commander for this operation was a just two tents down. They snuck out when no one was looking, they ran to the armory and set up an improvised timer to detonate everything in the armory and any lucky enough to be in the blast zone. With seconds to go befor the explosion they walked in to the commander's tent and grabbed him. "We know you don't understand us, but you are the lucky one today."