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"
Peckem
,
you
son
of
a
bitch
—
"
"
Wintergreen
,
have
you
heard
what
they
’
ve
done
?
"
"
—
what
have
you
done
,
you
stupid
bastard
?
"
"
They
put
Scheisskopf
in
charge
of
everything
!
"
Wintergreen
was
shrieking
with
rage
and
panic
.
"
You
and
your
goddam
memorandums
!
They
’
ve
gone
and
transferred
combat
operations
to
Special
Services
!
"
"
Oh
,
no
,
"
moaned
General
Peckem
.
"
Is
that
what
did
it
?
My
memoranda
?
Is
that
what
made
them
put
Scheisskopf
in
charge
?
Why
didn
’
t
they
put
me
in
charge
?
"
"
Because
you
weren
’
t
in
Special
Services
any
more
.
You
transferred
out
and
left
him
in
charge
.
And
do
you
know
what
he
wants
?
Do
you
know
what
the
bastard
wants
us
all
to
do
?
"
"
Sir
,
I
think
you
’
d
better
talk
to
General
Scheisskopf
,
"
pleaded
the
sergeant
nervously
.
"
He
insists
on
speaking
to
someone
.
"
"
Cargill
,
talk
to
Scheisskopf
for
me
.
I
can
’
t
do
it
.
Find
out
what
he
wants
.
"
Colonel
Cargill
listened
to
General
Scheisskopf
for
a
moment
and
went
white
as
a
sheet
.
"
Oh
,
my
God
!
"
he
cried
,
as
the
phone
fell
from
his
fingers
.
"
Do
you
know
what
he
wants
?
He
wants
us
to
march
.
He
wants
everybody
to
march
!
’
Yossarian
marched
backward
with
his
gun
on
his
hip
and
refused
to
fly
any
more
missions
.
He
marched
backward
because
he
was
continously
spinning
around
as
he
walked
to
make
certain
no
one
was
sneaking
up
on
him
from
behind
.
Every
sound
to
his
rear
was
a
warning
,
every
person
he
passed
a
potential
assassin
.
He
kept
his
hand
on
his
gun
butt
constantly
and
smiled
at
no
one
but
Hungry
Joe
.
He
told
Captain
Piltchard
and
Captain
Wren
that
he
was
through
flying
.
Captain
Piltchard
and
Captain
Wren
left
his
name
off
the
flight
schedule
for
the
next
mission
and
reported
the
matter
to
Group
Headquarters
.
Colonel
Korn
laughed
cahnly
.
"
What
the
devil
do
you
mean
,
he
won
’
t
fly
more
missions
?
"
he
asked
with
a
smile
,
as
Colonel
Cathcart
crept
away
into
a
corner
to
brood
about
the
sinister
import
of
the
name
Yossarian
popping
up
to
plague
him
once
again
.
"
Why
won
’
t
he
?
"
