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"
Huh
?
"
"
Did
n't
you
know
?
The
Assassin
's
permanent
rank
is
first
lieutenant
--
field
commission
,
naturally
.
He
reverts
to
it
if
he
flunks
out
.
See
the
regs
.
"
I
knew
the
regs
.
If
I
flunked
math
,
I
'd
revert
to
buck
sergeant
,
which
is
better
than
being
slapped
in
the
face
with
a
wet
fish
any
way
you
think
about
it
...
and
I
'd
thought
about
it
,
lying
awake
nights
after
busting
a
quiz
.
But
this
was
different
.
"
Hold
it
,
"
I
protested
.
"
He
gave
up
first
lieutenant
,
permanent
grade
...
and
has
just
made
temporary
third
lieutenant
...
in
order
to
become
a
second
lieutenant
?
Are
you
crazy
?
Or
is
he
?
"
Birdie
grinned
.
"
Just
enough
to
make
us
both
M.
I.
"
"
But
--
I
do
n't
get
it
.
"
"
Sure
you
do
.
The
Assassin
has
no
education
that
he
did
n't
pick
up
in
the
M.
I
.
So
how
high
can
he
go
?
I
'm
sure
he
could
command
a
regiment
in
battle
and
do
a
real
swingin
'
job
provided
somebody
else
planned
the
operation
.
But
commanding
in
battle
is
only
a
fraction
of
what
an
officer
does
,
especially
a
senior
officer
.
To
direct
a
war
,
or
even
to
plan
a
single
battle
and
mount
the
operation
,
you
have
to
have
theory
of
games
,
operational
analysis
,
symbolic
logic
,
pessimistic
synthesis
,
and
a
dozen
other
skull
subjects
.
You
can
sweat
them
out
on
your
own
if
you
've
got
the
grounding
.
But
have
them
you
must
,
or
you
'll
never
get
past
captain
,
or
possibly
major
.
The
Assassin
knows
what
he
is
doing
.
"
"
I
suppose
so
,
"
I
said
slowly
.
"
Birdie
,
Colonel
Nielssen
must
know
that
Hassan
was
an
officer
--
is
an
officer
,
really
.
"
"
Huh
?
Of
course
.
"
