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Cease Firing, End of Mission
I have said that there were no young people in the villages. There was one
outstanding exception. The smaller village where C Battery was located had one tall,
comely girl of definitely nubile age. I don't suppose she was a raving beauty, but she was
attractive and enough of a novelty so that men were making up excuses to visit C Battery
in hopes of getting a glimpse of her.
I went over too, and found Capt Fauble, the battery commander, talking to
himself. "That son-of-a-bitch, " he mumbled. "Just let me get my hands on that son-of-a-
bitch, and he won't live to get off extra duty!"
"What's the problem, Lew?"
"You know about that good-looking girl that lives in the village?" "I've heard
about her, yes. Don't tell me that somebody-"
"Some son-of-a-bitch has been teaching her English. "
"So?"
"So now every time she sees anyone in an OD uniform, she gives him a big smile
and says, 'Fuck you!'"
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