> >More than likely, but I doubt that you will
> get access to them. Besides
> >they would not be here. They would be back a
> head quarters encampment, such
> >as a battalion or a regimental head quarters."
> the Captain conceeded.
>
> "See what you can do about setting me up to
> view one please-it is important for my work."
>
"I can try, but I make no promises. The locals have them. Out of our
hands."
> >As for sleeping, we have tents set up near
> where we landed today. We are
> >eating with First Lt. Jim Morgan. He used to
> be one of my platoon leaders.
> >His men are making surprise stew. They make it
> from their rations, so it will
> >be one hell of a surprise."
>
> >"Surprise stew....Yummy, sounds like high
> school. Been a long time since I've >enjoyed
> the pleasure of rations." He was glad he
> brought some fruit slices in >thermapacks-he
> patted the thermapack in his pocket-he had two
> on his body
> >he'd eat tonight with dinner and several more
> in his pack. Would help his >body adjust to the
> rations.
>
> >"You have been away from the field for a long
> time if you think that
> >rations are anything but the vile things that
> they are." the Captain responded
> >in equal jest.
>
> "Nothing like Mystery meat to help you sleep
> well..." he smiled.
>
"If you can swallow."
