"Ah, sorry, miss White. But you know my character - I am always on move. I can't stay in bed while my friends are walking and working. By the way, do you know when are we leaving Mersa Matruh?"
James felt a bit better. He smiled and asked.
"...And can you find Huscy for me?"

Evelyn sighed as he kept rambling. "How did I know that you were going to do something like this?" she asked without looking at him, but rather moving around quickly, trying to get things done. "No, I do not, and no, I cannot. I have too many things to do here - I'll call Calli or someone to do it for you."

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(I will be Douglas Bader. The Sargeant Medic and rifleman useful as a scout too. I am joining now)

The sound heard that the reinforcements have come with a great noise.

The man who seemed at the front and told the soldiers in front of the encampent to give a way that they have come to see Sergeant Gavin Hascall.

After a while, a man with short brown hair and some beard around his mouth showed up.

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Hascy was sitting on an explosives crate and playing with his cigarette not that he was stupid enough to light a fire, he looked at some unknown guys and hmped slightly as he got up taking few steps so that he could light his cigarette. He swore to god the cigarettes were going to kill him before the war was.

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Let him curse my name
On these blood stained pages of misery
Let him call me a tyrant so cruel
Let him curse my name, but remember the truth!

Evelyn stepped out for a moment to get some fresh air, and saw Hascy. She looked behind her at the tent, then sighed and called him. "Sergeant Hascy."

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"What?"

Hascy said as he turned around.

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Let him curse my name
On these blood stained pages of misery
Let him call me a tyrant so cruel
Let him curse my name, but remember the truth!

The new man came to salute before the man whom he believed that he is in the charge.

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Hascy cursed as some darn hippocryte of a soldier came by greeting him and turned to him hmping.

"Stop saluting, you look stupid doing that in front of me besides I am only a platoon leader in the end so anyway whats your name lad?"

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Let him curse my name
On these blood stained pages of misery
Let him call me a tyrant so cruel
Let him curse my name, but remember the truth!

Douglas stopped saluting. "I worked on medicines. I am able to shoot at longer distances. I am Sergeant Douglas Bader, sir. At your service anytime".

Though he was not stupid, he respected him again by saluting because the man who looked at seem very high ranked and old to him. And he apologised for doing that again after Hascy commanded him not to do.

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(hascy aint old, he`s 27 )

Hascy laughed at the term sir.

"Well I am sergeant, but I have more experience of being around here and stuff... few rules you should know... number one don`t piss off the liutenants or stuff like that because everyone will suffer, then no one will like you neither if you say something negative... believe me. I crucify those persons myself, then number two help the lads as you can, give a cigarette and talk then you`ll be one of us. Thirdly you chicken someone and most likely I will shoot your cowardice guts out, got that?"

Hascy asked with a smirk.

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On these blood stained pages of misery
Let him call me a tyrant so cruel
Let him curse my name, but remember the truth!

(I meant experienced)
He feared the way Hascy talked to him. "Crucifying sir" he asked suprisingly.

I assure you sir it is never gonna be happened. If I do anything like that, I would kill myself before you made your hands dirty for me. If you do not need me anymore I wanna join with my friends and wait for the enemy, sir. He went out as Hascy smirked again.

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"Wait for the enemy? Who was saying that we would wait lad? And please don`t use that sir, its a name for liutenants and such... excuse me now..."

Hascy turned back to the nurse muttering.

"Darn hypocrite... so anyway what did you want?"

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Let him curse my name
On these blood stained pages of misery
Let him call me a tyrant so cruel
Let him curse my name, but remember the truth!

"Uh...I'm sorry, sir," she said, "But Lt. Scholes has asked for you." She was really not enthusiastic about this, but hey, the man had asked to see him.

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Hascy went into the tent and looked at Scholes.

"Yep?"

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On these blood stained pages of misery
Let him call me a tyrant so cruel
Let him curse my name, but remember the truth!

"Huscy! Really nice to see you. I just want to know something. When will we move? ANy new orders about that? I don't know how long am i in this bloody hospital and when i'll be able to leave this place. The only good thing in here are ournurses!" He winked.
"Akh, Bloody Italianos are closer than we think. Or we have an Italian saboteur in our camp." James showed his arm to Huscy.
"I can't wait to see their blood on the Egyptian sand."

"You mean Libya lad?"

Huscy smirked meaning that when or if they would advance to the italian held libya.

"In anycase the big bosses are putting a plan to attack, supposedly they have a gap in their defence, but thats just a rumour..."

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Let him curse my name
On these blood stained pages of misery
Let him call me a tyrant so cruel
Let him curse my name, but remember the truth!