Custer of the West Page #3

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- None did.

- Did they have a good meal?

Yes, they did.

Little onions.

- Little onions.

- Pasty.

- Pasty.

- Bistec.

- Bistec.

- Fried potatoes.

- Fried potatoes!

- Biscuits.

- Biscuits!

- Pie and coffee.

Pie and coffee!

All right. Thank you, Colonel.

Doctor...

...this epidemic, you think it

has something to do...

...with my orders to pull out

against the Cheyene?

General,

this epidemic is gonna last...

...as long as your orders stand.

These men need the right

treatment, of course.

What would you prescribe,

a little mild exercise?

Might be just the thing.

I will try it.

With your permission.

Major, I want all men

out here...

...in 10 minutes,

gear and full packs.

- Yes, sir.

- That goes for officers too.

Yes, sir.

You heard what the man said.

"On the parade ground,

in full field gear...

...in 10 minutes".

Come on!

Move!

Double quick.

Double quick!

Major!

Keep the pace, Sergeant.

Hup, two, three.

Hup, two, three, four.

March! March!

Hup, two, three, four.

Hup, two, three, four.

March!

Major!

All Halt!

Troop, attention!

Right shoulder, arms!

Present arms!

Hold up!

All right, soldier.

Dis-missed!

Lieutenant, Cheyenne!

What the hell are they doing

off the reservation, sir?

I don't know, but we're going

to take them right back.

Pull back!

Pull back!

There are too many of them.

- Sergeant Gaskin.

- Yes, sir?

We'll split the columns,

take the wagons up the trail.

Yes, sir.

We'll go the hard way.

We're headed straight

into the desert, sir.

Hard going, dragging guns and

wagons through that sand.

Harder on the men,

worse on the horses.

We've got to find us some.

They killed two of our men.

Right.

We'll lose a lot more than two

men if we go chasing them.

Now listen, there are

35 Indians out there.

If we lose, every Cheyenne

of the reservation...

...will figures he can get away

with it, too.

Six months from now,

we'll be chasing...

...4,000 of them.

That's gonna be much worse

on the men...

...and a lot harder

on the horses, so...

...give the order, Lieutenant.

- Yes, sir.

Let's move 'em out!

Come on, let's get going.

Come on!

We can't move it any further.

Take it apart!

Put it on runners.

Yes, sir!

Break out the tools.

- Water.

- No, no, no!

Give us some water,

water.

- I can't...

- General's orders.

What are you doing?

Get away!

Get away!

Sir, the sun's got him.

Get up, soldier.

The sun will be down

in an hour.

We'll all have a drink.

Come on, boy.

Out of range.

- Sergeant Gaskins?

- Sir.

Sound out all the ranks,

bring up the cannon.

Yes, sir!

Fire!

Fire!

All right, Sergeant,

move them out.

Yes, sir.

Move out!

- Buckley!

- Sir?

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