You think it's gonna be fun goin' up that hill today? We're gonna have a coupla more men droppin' off on one of those ledges, maybe you, maybe me "Leave me alone," Martinez muttered "Let's face it, Japbait, even if we do get over, we'll just get a leg or an arm blown off on the other sideYou want to stop a slug?" Even as he argued Red was bothered by a sense of shameThere was another way to do this "You want to be a cripple?" Martinez shook his head The arguments filed naturally into Red's mind"You killed that Jap, didn't ya? Did ya ever know that brings your number a little closer?" This was a powerful point to Martinez "You killed that Jap, but did you say a goddam thing about it?" "Yah "Hearn knew about it, huh, he walked into that pass knowing there was Japs?" "Yah Martinez began to shake"I tell him, I try tell him, big damn fool Red tiffany's jewelry was not completely certainHe paused, took another tack"You know that sword I got with the jewels back at Motome? If you want, you can have it The beauty of the sword shone in Martinez's eyes Croft shouted suddenly"Come on, men, let's move out Red turned aroundHis heart was churning and he massaged his hands slowly against his thigh"We ain't goin', Croft Croft strode toward him"Made up your mind, Red?" "If you want to do it so fuggin much, you can do it aloneJapbait'll take us back Croft stared at Martinez"Changed your mind again?" he asked softly"What are ya, a goddam woman?" Martinez shook his head slowly"I don't know, I don't know His face began to work and he turned away "Red, get your pack ready and cut out this shit It had been wrong to talk to MartinezIt had been disgusting, as though he had been arguing with a childHe had been taking white leather chanel handbag the easy way and it wouldn't workHe would have to face Croft"If I go up that hill, you'll be draggin' me Some of the men in the platoon were muttering"Let's go back," Polack yelled, and Minetta and Gallagher joined him Croft stared at them all, and then unslung his rifle, cocked the bolt leisurely"Red, you can go get your pack "Yeah, you would do somethin' when I ain't got a gun "Red, just get your pack and shut up "It ain't me aloneYou gonna shoot all of us?" Croft turned and gazed at the others"Who wants to get lined up with Red?" None of them movedRed watched, hoping numbly that one of them might pick up a rifleCroft had turned away from himHe could leap at him, knock him down and the others would help outIf one man would move, they all would But nothing happenedHe kept telling himself to jump at Croft and his legs wouldn't function Croft knock off chanel turned back to him"Awright, Red, go get your pack "Ah'm gonna shoot ya in about three-four seconds He stood six feet away, his rifle raised to his hipSlowly the muzzle pointed toward RedHe found himself watching the expression on Croft's face Suddenly he knew exactly what had happened to Hearn, and the knowledge left him weakCroft was going to shootRed stood stiff looking at Croft's eyes"Just shoot a man down like that, huh?" "Yeah It was worthless to temporizeCroft wanted to shoot himFor an instant he had a picture again of lying on his stomach waiting for the Japanese bayonet to strike into his backHe could feel the blood thumping in his headAs he waited, his will drained away slowly "How 'bout it, Red?" The muzzle made a tiny circular motion as if Croft were selecting a more exact aimRed watched his finger on the triggerWhen it began to tighten he black and white chanel cambon handbag for sale tensed suddenly"Okay, Croft, you win His voice croaked out weaklyHe was making every effort to keep himself from trembling About him he could see the platoon relaxingHe felt as if his blood had slowed down, halted, and now had begun to flow again, outlining every nerve in his bodyWith his head down he strode over to his pack, rammed in the blanket, buckled the straps, and stood upThat was all there was to itAt the base of his shame was an added guiltHe was glad it was over, glad the long contest with Croft was finished, and he could obey orders with submission, without feeling that he must resistThis was the extra humiliation, the crushing oneCould that be all, was that the end of all he had done in his life? Did it always come to laying down a load? He fell into line and trudged along in the middle of the platoonHe looked at nobody, and no one looked at cheap replica rolex him

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