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Kid Sampson

           Hewhistledagainandshoutedovertheintercom."Nowhearthis,mylittlechickadees.ThisisAdmiralKidSampsontalking.ThisisAdmiralKidSampsonsquawking,theprideoftheQueen’smarines.Yessiree.We’returningback,boys,bycrackee,we’returningback!"

           Natelyrippedoffhishatandearphonesinonejubilantsweepandbeganrockingbackandforthhappilylikeahandsomechildinahighchair.SergeantKnightcameplummetingdownfromthetopgunturretandbeganpoundingthemallonthebackwithdeliriousenthusiasm.KidSampsonturnedtheplaneawayfromtheformationinawide,gracefularcandheadedtowardtheairfield.WhenYossarianpluggedhisheadsetintooneoftheauxiliaryjackboxes,thetwogunnersintherearsectionoftheplanewerebothsinging"LaCucaracha."

           Backatthefield,thepartyfizzledoutabruptly.Anuneasysilencereplacedit,andYossarianwassoberandself-consciousasheclimbeddownfromtheplaneandtookhisplaceinthejeepthatwasalreadywaitingforthem.Noneofthemenspokeatallonthedrivebackthroughtheheavy,mesmerizingquietblanketingmountains,seaandforests.Thefeelingofdesolationpersistedwhentheyturnedofftheroadatthesquadron.Yossariangotoutofthecarlast.Afteraminute,Yossarianandagentlewarmwindweretheonlythingsstirringinthehauntingtranquillitythathunglikeadrugoverthevacatedtents.

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