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"
An
interesting
point
.
Well
,
let
's
agree
that
if
eyes
are
gouged
out
they
must
be
handed
back
when
it
's
over
.
And
tell
your
Korpsbruder
that
I
'm
ready
now
.
Start
when
you
like
.
"
Zim
tossed
his
baton
away
;
someone
caught
it
.
"
You
joke
,
sir
.
We
will
not
gouge
eyes
.
"
"
No
eye
gouging
,
agreed
.
'
Fire
when
ready
,
Gridley
.
'
"
"
Please
?
"
"
Come
on
and
fight
!
Or
get
back
into
ranks
!
"
Now
I
am
not
sure
that
I
saw
it
happen
this
way
;
I
may
have
learned
part
of
it
later
,
in
training
.
But
here
is
what
I
think
happened
:
The
two
moved
out
on
each
side
of
our
company
commander
until
they
had
him
completely
flanked
but
well
out
of
contact
.
From
this
position
there
is
a
choice
of
four
basic
moves
for
the
man
working
alone
,
moves
that
take
advantage
of
his
own
mobility
and
of
the
superior
co-ordination
of
one
man
as
compared
with
two
--
Sergeant
Zim
says
(
correctly
)
that
any
group
is
weaker
than
a
man
alone
unless
they
are
perfectly
trained
to
work
together
.
For
example
,
Zim
could
have
feinted
at
one
of
them
,
bounced
fast
to
the
other
with
a
disabler
,
such
as
a
broken
kneecap
then
finished
off
the
first
at
his
leisure
.
Instead
he
let
them
attack
.
Meyer
came
at
him
fast
,
intending
to
body
check
and
knock
him
to
the
ground
,
I
think
,
while
Heinrich
would
follow
through
from
above
,
maybe
with
his
boots
.
That
's
the
way
it
appeared
to
start
.
And
here
's
what
I
think
I
saw
.
Meyer
never
reached
him
with
that
body
check
.
Sergeant
Zim
whirled
to
face
him
,
while
kicking
out
and
getting
Heinrich
in
the
belly
--
and
then
Meyer
was
sailing
through
the
air
,
his
lunge
helped
along
with
a
hearty
assist
from
Zim
.
But
all
I
am
sure
of
is
that
the
fight
started
and
then
there
were
two
German
boys
sleeping
peacefully
,
almost
end
to
end
,
one
face
down
and
one
face
up
,
and
Zim
was
standing
over
them
,
not
even
breathing
hard
.
"
Jones
,
"
he
said
.
"
No
,
Jones
left
,
did
n't
he
?
Mahmud
!
Let
's
have
the
water
bucket
,
then
stick
them
back
into
their
sockets
.
Who
's
got
my
toothpick
?
"
A
few
moments
later
the
two
were
conscious
,
wet
,
and
back
in
ranks
.
Zim
looked
at
us
and
inquired
gently
,
"
Anybody
else
?
Or
shall
we
get
on
with
setting-up
exercises
?
"
