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Show Flying - 112 Later, Wilberforce takes the platoon aside for further briefing. "The aggressors will make every effort to interrupt communications. They know how essential good communications is to an effective fighting force. They'll try to infiltrate our positions, knock out our equipment, cut our lines, capture key men. We'll have to be on our toes twenty-four hours a day," says Wilberforce. John Henry is happy at the prospect of fighting off infiltrators and enemy patrols. Standing with rifle at the ready in the dark night, ears cocked for the snap of a twig or a rustling in the tall grass. So still and so quiet will I stand, blending perfectly into the brush, that the unaware invader will slither right past me. Only when he feels the cold muzzle of my carbine touching his neck, and hears my voice whispering Surrender or Die, will he know that a sentry was there. Corporal of the guard. Post number twelve. I'm not much good at picking up rocks in the motorpool, but when it comes to the real thing I'll make a name for myself. "They may pretend to be men from your own battalion," says Wilberforce. "We*ll have pass-words and recognition signals. No unauthorized person must be allowed to get near the equipment. They might even," says Wilberforce carefully, "be disguised as officers. You will have to be very suspicious and take nothing for granted." |