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BRAVO Chapter Two - (post 6)
Karloff sits down, “I rest my case…” he whispers to the major, who is struggling to carve himself a slice of cold pork from a platter on the gigantic oak table.
The major looks up at the aide, he knows that Karloff is right. Who needs another war? He thinks to himself. It’s difficult enough these days to slice a piece of meat off the bone, let alone engage the enemy on the battlefield, none of us are getting any younger, and yet…
He looks at Karloff again and stuffs a handful of pink flesh between two roughly cut slices of black bread. “Leave the General to me!” he says quietly.
General Ratz is not asleep, but he is making a snoring kind of noise, his breathing is deep and loud, his head is leaning forward and his chin is resting on the stack of medals that are pinned to the chest of his uniform jacket. He is breathing through a partially blocked nose and his head rises and falls with every breath.
The Major decides it is the right time for his little input to the meeting. He beckons for Karloff to come close and the two men join Ratz on the leather sofa in front of the great fire.
“General, I think that Karloff is right, nobody wants just another conventional war, the great plans we made all those years ago will all come to nothing.” The Major stops for a moment and takes a bite from his crude sandwich, plum sauce oozes out from between the slices of bread and dribble down onto his white shirt. “We will be exposed, not only to our enemies, who will fight back, but also to our own people.” He continues. “We must be very careful about the way we proceed.”
“Bah!” exclaims Ratz, shaking his head frantically from left to right. “Am I surrounded by idiots?” He screams, waving his fists in the air. “Karloff, you say that the Major is right and Major, you say that Karloff is right! So, who is wrong? Me? Are you saying that everybody else is right and I am wrong?
“Of course not General,” replies The Major. “However, if we can convince the enemy that a super Super power, an alien power from outer space with a superior intelligence and weapon capability has their gun sights set on them and on us, then we can pull the strings!”
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Wednesday, 19 March 2008
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