Federation or any Eastern Republics ... no more America ... no more Russia ... just two self-perpetuating armies ... like hoards of maggots crawling across the corpse of Europe." "That's a funny sort of dream ... a very funny sort of dream," the sergeant says. "Why would you have any sort of crazy dream like that?" I demands. "You know we hear broadcasts about how things are getting along so fine back home all the time." "How long's it been since you got a letter, Ward?" Coleman asks. "Letter? I don't remember. Who'd write to me anyway? What's the matter with them kids? Do they want the Russians to come back and rape their mothers and sisters?" "I'll ask them," Sarge says, and starts gibbering again through his outside amplifier to a skinny brat that's doing the talking for all of them. Pretty quick the kid gabbles back just like he understood. "He says that their mothers and sisters have been raped so many times by both sides that it don't make any difference anymore." "They ain't got no grat...." I starts to say but the Major is yelling at the Captain so I stops to listen. "Where are their men? Where are they hiding?" He shakes his fist under the noses of these French women and the Captain questions them. "Why did they permit the Russians to hide out in this building? Don't they know that being here is collaborating with the enemy? Where are their men? I'll have them hung!" The Major is really hopping mad. "I beg your pardon, sir." The Captain interrupts him. "This woman says that their men are on the second floor and...." "Good! Send six men up there and hang every one of them." "Sir, they say that the Russians have already hung them. As American collaborationists, sir!" "What! Humph! Well ... send some men up there to cut them down and hang them again. No! Wait, Captain! We'll wait until the TV cameras get here." It was just then that the word came for us to pull back, for us to give up this building and fall back to our old positions. "My God! What's the matter with them?" Whitey says. "After all the guys we lost taking this place, why do