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"
Why
the
hell
not
?
"
Yossarian
snarled
,
arguing
all
the
more
vehemently
because
he
suspected
he
was
wrong
.
"
Am
I
supposed
to
get
my
ass
shot
off
just
because
the
colonel
wants
to
be
a
general
?
"
"
What
about
the
men
on
the
mainland
?
"
Clevinger
demanded
with
just
as
much
emotion
.
"
Are
they
supposed
to
get
their
asses
shot
off
just
because
you
don
’
t
want
to
go
?
Those
men
are
entitled
to
air
support
!
"
"
But
not
necessarily
by
me
.
Look
,
they
don
’
t
care
who
knocks
out
those
ammunition
dumps
.
The
only
reason
we
’
re
going
is
because
that
bastard
Cathcart
volunteered
us
.
"
"
Oh
,
I
know
all
that
,
"
Clevinger
assured
him
,
his
gaunt
face
pale
and
his
agitated
brown
eyes
swimming
in
sincerity
.
"
But
the
fact
remains
that
those
ammunition
dumps
are
still
standing
.
You
know
very
well
that
I
don
’
t
approve
of
Colonel
Cathcart
any
more
than
you
do
.
"
Clevinger
paused
for
emphasis
,
his
mouth
quivering
,
and
then
beat
his
fist
down
softly
against
his
sleeping
bag
.
"
But
it
’
s
not
for
us
to
determine
what
targets
must
be
destroyed
or
who
’
s
to
destroy
them
or
—
"
"
Or
who
gets
killed
doing
it
?
And
why
?
"
"
Yes
,
even
that
.
We
have
no
right
to
question
—
"
"
You
’
re
insane
!
"
"
—
no
right
to
question
—
"
"
Do
you
really
mean
that
it
’
s
not
my
business
how
or
why
I
get
killed
and
that
it
is
Colonel
Cathcart
’
s
?
Do
you
really
mean
that
?
"
