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You
in
the
war
,
Julie
?
’
'
The
war
?
What
’
s
there
to
know
?
Lasted
three
weeks
.
’
'
Screaming
Fist
.
’
'
Famous
.
Don
’
t
they
teach
you
history
these
days
?
Great
bloody
postwar
political
football
,
that
was
.
Watergated
all
to
hell
and
back
.
Your
brass
,
Case
,
your
Sprawlside
brass
in
,
where
was
it
,
McLean
?
In
the
bunkers
,
all
of
that
.
.
.
great
scandal
.
Wasted
a
fair
bit
of
patriotic
young
flesh
in
order
to
test
some
new
technology
.
They
knew
about
the
Russians
’
~
defenses
,
it
came
out
later
.
Knew
about
the
emps
,
magnetic
pulse
weapons
.
Sent
these
fellows
in
regardless
,
just
to
see
.
’
Deane
shrugged
.
'
Turkey
shoot
for
Ivan
.
’
'
Any
of
those
guys
make
it
out
?
’
'
Christ
,
’
Deane
said
,
'
it
’
s
been
bloody
years
.
.
.
Though
I
do
think
a
few
did
.
One
of
the
teams
.
Got
hold
of
a
Sov
gunship
.
Helicopter
,
you
know
.
Flew
it
back
to
Finland
.
Didn
’
t
have
entry
codes
,
of
course
,
and
shot
hell
out
of
the
Finnish
defense
forces
in
the
process
.
Special
Forces
types
.
’
Deane
sniffed
.
'
Bloody
hell
.
’
Case
nodded
.
The
smell
of
preserved
ginger
was
overwhelming
.
'
I
spent
the
war
in
Lisbon
,
you
know
,
’
Deane
said
,
putting
the
gun
down
.
'
Lovely
place
,
Lisbon
.
’
'
In
the
service
,
Julie
?
’
'
Hardly
.
Though
I
did
see
action
.
’
Deane
smiled
his
pink
smile
.
'
Wonderful
what
a
war
can
do
for
one
’
s
markets
.
’
