"Shi-i-i-it," he drawledHe had forgotten his... "Shi-i-i-it," he drawledHe had forgotten his scheme already
Red was thinking once more of the bodies in the drawHe felt a curious fascination as he remembered how they had lookedA wash of fear penetrated through the whirling in his mind, and he looked over his shoulder again"Why don't we go looking for souvenirs?" he shouted furiously
"Where?"
"There ought to be some dead Japs around here," Red saidHe resisted the impulse to look behind him"They is, they is," he said suddenly"Down 'bout two-three hunnerd yards from that mess sergeant's still, they was a battleAh
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"Tha's right," Wilson said"Ah heard they had tanks down 'bout here
"Well, let's go lookin' then," Red muttered"We rate a couple of souvenirs"If they's one goddam thing Ah gotta do when Ah get likkered up it's to start roamin' round He stretched his arms"Well, men, let's git goin'
The others looked at him dumblyThey had settled into a stupor and their conversation had been random and purposelessThey had talked without thinking of what they
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They obeyed him because they were passive and would have obeyed anybody who told them to do somethingWilson picked up his rifle, and the others, seeing him do this, slung theirs also
"Where the hell do we go?" Gallagher asked
"Jus' follow me, men," Wilson saidHe let out a drunken whoop
They tailed along behind him in a rough straggling fileWilson led them through the bivouac areaHis good spirits revived again"Show me the way to go home," he sang
Some soldiers stared at them, and Wilson
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"Eyes right," Red bawledHe felt suddenly gleeful
They began to move with exaggerated caution, and when Gallagher stumbled once the others turned on him"Goddammit, Gallagher," Wilson reproved softlyHe was walking jauntily, his legs just the least bit unsteady, and he began to whistleThey reached a gap in the barbed wire, and trudged through a chest-high field of kunai grassGallagher kept falling and cursing, and Wilson would turn around each time and hold his finger to
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After a hundred yards the jungle encircled them again, and they weaved through the grass parallel to it until they found a trailFar in the distance an artillery battery was firing, and Martinez shiveredHe was sweating freely from the walk and he felt very depressed"Where goddam battlefield?" he asked
"Jus' at the end of the trail," Wilson saidHe remembered the fourth canteen of whisky, which he had hidden, and he began to giggle again"Jus' a little while," he told themThey stumbled along the trail for a hundred and fifty yards before it debouched into a narrow
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