Carstairs? Carstairs can you hear me?
Can you tell me anything yet?
What would you like to know Sir?
The enemy Carstairs, can you see the enemy?
What do you mean no?
I mean no Sir, I can’t see any enemy at this moment.
But Carstairs we have the most up to date, high tech equipment available.
I appreciate that Sir, and I do appreciate all the pretty coloured lines, and the red circle is very striking but its all double Dutch to me.
Carstairs are you telling me that with all this technology at your disposal there is nothing you can tell me.
With this technology Sir, no.
Carstairs some times you are the greatest waste of space.
Yes Sir, my mother said very much the same thing Sir.
I bet she did, Carstairs, you were a problem as a child then?
I can imagine.
Yes Sir. One thing I can tell you though Sir.
Yes Carstairs and this better be useful.
I think it will be Sir.
Well what is it, spit it out.
Well Sir, there’s a large grinning German solder standing behind you with a large gun pointed at your head.
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