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He took out the ration cartons, slit the tops off...
Posted on Tuesday, February 2, 2010 at 12:55 AM
He took out the ration cartons, slit the tops off each with his knife and separated the candy and cigarettes from the food tins, the crackersHe was about to throw the food away when he realized that some of the men might want itHe thought of asking, but he had an image of passing from man to man with the cans in his hand, having them jeer at himAaah, fug 'em, he decided, it's none of their goddam business anywayHe threw the food into some weeds a few feet behind himFor a time he sat there, so enraged that his heart was beating powerfully, and then he relaxed and began to make up his packThat'll be lighter anyhow, he told himself, and his rage began againFug the Army anyhow, latest louis vuitton shoulder bag fug the goddam mother-fuggin ArmyThat stuff ain't fit for a pigHe was breathing very quickly once moreKill and be killed for this lousy goddam foodSo many images blurred in his mind, the mills where they stamped and pressured and cooked the food that went into the tins, the dull thwopping sound of a bullet striking a man, even Roth's shout
Aaah, fug the whole goddam messIf they can't feed a man, then fug 'em, fug 'em allHe was trembling so badly he had to sit down and rest
He had to face the truthThe Army had licked himHe had always gone along believing that if they pushed him around too much he would do something when the time came
He had talked to Polack yesterday, and omega planet ocean watches they had both hinted about Hearn, both let it layHe knew what he could do, and if he skipped out on it he was yellowMartinez wanted them to go backSince he had tried to convince Croft, Martinez must know something
By now the sun was shining brightly on their slope, and the dark-purple shadows of the mountain had lightened to lavender and blueHe squinted upward toward the peakThey still had a morning's climb ahead of them, and then what? They would drop down among the Japs and be wiped outThey could never come back over the mountain againOn an impulse he walked over to Martinez, who was fixing his pack
Red hesitated for an instantNearly all the men were ready, and Croft would balenciaga twiggy bag shout at him if he delayedHe still had to put his blanket in his pack
Aaah, fug him, Red thought again, ashamed and angry
Before Martinez he paused, uncertain what to say"How you doin', Japbait?"
"Okay
"You and Croft couldn't work it out for a little while, huh?"
"Nothing the matter Martinez averted his eyes
Red lit a cigarette, disgusted with what he was doing"Japbait, you're kind of chickenYou want to quit and you ain't even got the guts to say so
Martinez made no answer
"Listen, Japbait, we been around quite a while, we know what the hell the fuggin score isYou think it's gonna be fun goin' up that hill today? We're gonna have a coupla more men droppin' off on one daytona rolex of those ledges, maybe you, maybe me
"Leave me alone," Martinez muttered
"Let's face it, Japbait, even if we do get over, we'll just get a leg or an arm blown off on the other sideYou want to stop a slug?" Even as he argued Red was bothered by a sense of shameThere was another way to do this
"You want to be a cripple?"
Martinez shook his head
The arguments filed naturally into Red's mind"You killed that Jap, didn't ya? Did ya ever know that brings your number a little closer?"
This was a powerful point to Martinez
"You killed that Jap, but did you say a goddam thing about it?"
"Yah
"Hearn knew about it, huh, he walked into that pass knowing there was louis vuitton monogram canvas galliera pm Japs?"
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