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           "JustlikeOkinawa,"remarkedFerrell,hisbackpressedagainstthewallofearth.

           Yonabarusqueezedoffanotherround."Mustabeenahelluvafight."

           "Weweresurrounded,justlikenow.Ranoutofammoandthingsgotugly."

           "You’regonnajinxus."

           "Idon’tknow-"Ferrellsprangupfromthecoverofthecrater,firedhisrifle,thensankbackagainstthewall."Igotitinmyheadthatthisbattle’sgoingsomewhere.Justafeeling."

           "Shit,Sargeistalkin’happytalk.Betterwatchoutwedon’tgetstruckbylightning."

           "Youhaveanydoubts,justwatchournewestrecruitinaction,"Ferrellsaid."Wouldn’tsurprisemetoseehimgetupanddancethejitterbugjusttopisstheMimicsoff."

           "Idon’tknowthejitterbug,"Isaid.

           "Noshit."

           "MaybeI’llgivethatprettybattleaxeofyoursatry."YonabarunoddedatthegleamingslaboftungstencarbideinmyJacket’sgrip.

           "You’djusthurtyourself."

           "That’sdiscriminationiswhatthatis."

           Sameold,sameold.Everyonetalkingovereachother,noonelistening.

           "Bogiesattwoo’clock!"

           "Ourthirty-fifthcustomeroftheday!"

           "Whichoneofyouassholesjustsentmethishuge-assfile?We’reinthemiddleofafuckin’war,ifyouhaven’tbeenkeepin’up!"

           "Man,Ineedsomesmokes."

           "Shutthefuckupandshoot!"

           Thefrontlineedgedoutofcoverandleveledtheirriflesattheapproachingthrong.Bulletspiercedtheair,buttheMimicblitzkeptcoming.Igrippedthehandleofmyaxe.