Everyman's War Page #4

on this boat,

so the important stuff first.

We eat in shifts.

Only two meals a day.

- Come on.

- You got to be kidding me.

Just eat hearty.

Physical training will start

at 1 100 hours each day,

followed by lifeboat drills.

You will be there.

Take a look around, boys.

This might be the last time you're on

a boat as nice as the Queen Elizabeth.

You're free to wander the mid-decks

until 2100 hours,

unless battle stations are called.

lf battle stations are called,

your battle station is here.

Do not get lost.

Do not get in the way of the gun crews.

And do not bother the limeys.

There is absolutely no smoking

above decks at night,

and no throwing trash overboard.

U-boats are looking for targets.

Do not make us one.

Otherwise, try and have a good time,

if you can.

Where we going, Starks?

We're going to war, son.

This is the real thing.

We're going to fight the Nazis.

And we're going to kill them all.

Every last one of them.

On our way overseas,

we had a lot of time to think about things.

After a short stop in Scotland,

we were back on our journey to a war

that up until now, we'd only heard about.

l think we all masked that fear in our gut

with false bravado and nervous laughter.

You feel lucky today?

l guess he ain't superstitious.

Three on a light. lt's bad luck.

Counting me, that makes four.

So what does that mean?

Either you're really screwed,

or we are,

and you get to make a wish.

Either way, it's a hell of a call for a light.

Go ahead, Smith. Make a wish.

A wish?

Some 50,000 German troops

had been cut off when Patton

pushed through after Normandy.

They were stuck, their backs to the sea,

and the 94th,

along with the French resistance,

dug in in protective and log bunkers

in the hills surrounding them.

Our orders-- keep them there,

which on most days wasn't too hard.

lt was the nights that got interesting.

lt's quiet for a change.

No artillery.

Maybe they ran out of ammunition.

We can hope.

Shut it down, Fuller.

You're going to wake the Germans.

You know, Smith, l think l spent more time

sleeping with you guys than my wife.

That's a sad commentary, Starks.

l suppose l should write her again

pretty soon.

She might forget who l am.

Yeah.

She made the best pies you ever ate.

Your mom make pie?

Where'd Benedetto go?

He must be taking a piss or something.

God damn it.

He left his carbine here.

What's he doing without his weapon?

Maybe he thinks he needs both hands.

That boy's got light fingers

and a nature for a deal.

What? What do you mean?

l mean the army's the only thing

that kept him out of jail.

Hey, watch it.

That goomba--

You better check if he took your wallet.

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