Either they do as I say or they can stand down when we raid the camp. If they get sick from that, then they won't survive a full scale firefight. They...need to get dirty and this is the quickest way I can think of. They will see a lot worse once we start into that camp, I guarantee it. They will not only have to shoot but be shot at and some of the shooters will be women. If they can't handle a little blood and guts, then they will all die the first fifteen minutes. This is not a suggestion but. " Yes sir, he should be at the bridge now." Sargent Osgar reached into hisown jacket and looked at his watch. He made a face. "Sir, you don't havea lot of time." I know...I know." The young Colonel waved to the two men and began tomove quickly through the warehouse.Own looked at the retreating Lord with concern. "Won't his Lordship needan escort? There are quite a number of troublemakers roaming the streetseven this time of morning."Osgar laughed. "I would worry about them, no the Colonel can. I was thinking about the rugby I used to play andwondered if one day I might have been as good as him." Do you think you were?" No," eventually sighed Charlotte. "I might have been good but I wasnever that good. It is nice to dream that I might have been but I know inmy heart that it wasn't something for me to do for a career." Do you want to have a go?"Charlotte looked at Kelly like she was suggesting the stupidest idea inthe world. Kelly however didn't flinch and again asked, "Do you?" I'm. I'll see you at the next Commanders Conference. Out." Well, you heard the man," the General said as he hung up. "You're in for the duration, and should get promoted to boot. I'll have my G-1 cut the orders this morning, as soon as the Sergeant Major tells me where there is an opening." Sir," the Sergeant Major said, "remember your friends over at that sneaky pete outfit we have. They are always complaining about being short handed. I know for a fact that their Sergeant Major left about four.