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What
is
the
only
factor
that
can
save
you
when
the
load
is
too
heavy
?
Anyone
?
"
Nobody
answered
.
"
Oh
,
come
now
!
"
Colonel
Nielssen
said
scornfully
.
"
You
are
n't
recruits
.
Mr.
Hassan
!
"
"
Your
leading
sergeant
,
sir
,
"
the
Assassin
said
slowly
.
"
Obviously
.
He
's
probably
older
than
you
are
,
more
drops
under
his
belt
,
and
he
certainly
knows
his
team
better
than
you
do
.
Since
he
is
n't
carrying
that
dreadful
,
numbing
load
of
top
command
,
he
may
be
thinking
more
clearly
than
you
are
.
Ask
his
advice
.
You
've
got
one
circuit
just
for
that
.
"
It
wo
n't
decrease
his
confidence
in
you
;
he
's
used
to
being
consulted
.
If
you
do
n't
,
he
'll
decide
you
are
a
fool
,
a
cocksure
know-it-all
--
and
he
'll
be
right
.
"
But
you
do
n't
have
to
take
his
advice
.
Whether
you
use
his
ideas
,
or
whether
they
spark
some
different
plan
--
make
your
decision
and
snap
out
orders
.
The
one
thing
--
the
only
thing
!
--
that
can
strike
terror
in
the
heart
of
a
good
platoon
sergeant
is
to
find
that
he
's
working
for
a
boss
who
ca
n't
make
up
his
mind
.
"
There
never
has
been
an
outfit
in
which
officers
and
men
were
more
dependent
on
each
other
than
they
are
in
the
M.
I.
,
and
sergeants
are
the
glue
that
holds
us
together
.
Never
forget
it
.
"
The
Commandant
whipped
his
chair
around
to
a
cabinet
near
his
desk
.
It
contained
row
on
row
of
pigeonholes
,
each
with
a
little
box
.
He
pulled
out
one
and
opened
it
.
"
Mr.
Hassan
--
"
