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Thanksgiving

           Therewastherecurringsoundofretchingandmoaning,oflaughter,greetings,threatsandswearing,andofbottlesshatteringagainstrock.Thereweredirtysongsinthedistance.ItwasworsethanNewYear’sEve.

           Yossarianwenttobedearlyforsafetyandsoondreamedthathewasfleeingalmostheadlongdownanendlesswoodenstaircase,makingaloud,staccatoclatterwithhisheels.Thenhewokeupalittleandrealizedsomeonewasshootingathimwithamachinegun.Atortured,terrifiedsobroseinhisthroat.HisfirstthoughtwasthatMilowasattackingthesquadronagain,andherolledofhiscottothefloorandlayunderneathinatrembling,prayingball,hisheartthumpinglikeadropforge,hisbodybathedinacoldsweat.Therewasnonoiseofplanes.Adrunken,happylaughsoundedfromafar."HappyNewYear,HappyNewYear!"atriumphantfamiliarvoiceshoutedhilariouslyfromhighabovebetweentheshort,sharpburstsofmachinegunfire,andYossarianunderstoodthatsomemenhadgoneasapranktooneofthesandbaggedmachine-gunemplacementsMilohadinstalledinthehillsafterhisraidonthesquadronandstaffedwithhisownmen.

           Yossarianblazedwithhatredandwrathwhenhesawhewasthevictimofanirresponsiblejokethathaddestroyedhissleepandreducedhimtoawhimperinghulk.Hewantedtokill,hewantedtomurder.Hewasangrierthanhehadeverbeenbefore,angriereventhanwhenhehadslidhishandsaroundMcWatt’snecktostranglehim.Thegunopenedfireagain.

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