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wipe them out they'll wipe us out。 Of course they say that war is against their religion and they will only fight in defense； and they have never made any attacks yet。 But we can't believe them； even though it is true。 They might change their religion or their minds some day； and then where would we be？ The best answer is to wipe them out now。〃
Bill unplugged his razor and washed his face in the tepid； rusty water。
〃It still doesn't seem to make sense。 All right； so the sister I don't have doesn't marry one of them。 But how about that 〃 he pointed to the stenciling on the duck boards； KEEP THIS SHOWER CLEAR…THE ENEMY CAN HEAR。 〃Or that…〃 The sign above the urinal that read BUTTON FLIES…BEWARE SPIES。 〃Forgetting for the moment that we don't have any secrets here worth traveling a mile to hear； much less twenty…five light years…how could a Chinger possibly be a spy？ What kind of make…up would disguise a seven…foot lizard as a recruit？ You couldn't even disguise one to look like Deathwish Drang； though you could get pretty close…〃
The lights went out； and； as though using his name had summoned him like a devil from the pit； the voice of Deathwish blasted through the barracks。
〃Into your sacks！ Into your sacks！ Don't you lousy bowbs know there's a war on！〃
Bill stumbled away through the darkness of the barracks where the only illumination was the red glow from Deathwish's eyes。 He fell asleep the instant his head touched his carborundum pillow； and it seemed that only a moment had elapsed before reveille sent him hurtling from his bunk。 At breakfast； while he was painfully cutting his coffee…substitute into chunks small enough to swallow； the telenews reported heavy fighting in the Beta Lyra sector with mounting losses。 A groan rippled through the mess hall when this was announced； not because of any excess of patriotism but because any bad news would only make things worse for them。 They did not know how this would be arranged； but they were positive it would be。 They were right。 Since the morning was a bit cooler than usual the Monday parade was postponed until upon when the ferro…concrete drill ground would have warmed up nicely and there would be the maximum number of heat…prostration cases。 But this was just the beginning。 From where Bill stood at attention near the rear he could see that the air…conditioned canopy was up on the reviewing stand。 That meant brass。 The trigger guard of his atomic rifle dug a hole into his shoulder； and a drop of sweat collected； then dripped from the tip of his nose。 Out of the ers of his eyes he could see the steady ripple of motion as men collapsed here and there among the massed ranks of thousands and were dragged to the waiting ambulances by alert corpsmen。 Here they were laid in the shade of the vehicles until they revived and could be urged back to their positions in the formation。
Then the band； burst into 〃Spacemen Ho and Chingers Vanquished！〃 and the broadcast signal to each boot heel snapped the ranks to attention at the same instant； and the thousands of rifles flashed in the sun。 The manding general's staff car…this was obvious from the two stars painted on it…pulled up beside the reviewing stand and a tiny； round figure moved quickly through the furnacelike air to the cornfort of the enclosure。 Bill had never seen him any closer than this； at least from the front； though once while he was returning from late KP he had spotted the general getting into his car near the camp theater。 Al least Bill thought it was he； but all he had seen was a brief refit view。 Therefore； if he had a mental picture of the general； it was of a large backside superimposed on a teeny； antlike figure。 lie thought of most officers in these general terms； since the men of course had nothing to do with officers during their recruit training。 Bill had had a good glimpse of a second lieutenant once； near the orderly room； and he knew he had a face。 And there had been a medical officer no more than thirty yards away； who had lectured them on venereal disease； but Bill had been lucky enough to sit behind a post and had promptly fallen asleep。
After the band shut up the anti…G loudspeakers floated out over the troops； and the general addressed them。 He had nothing to say that anyone cared to listen to； and he closed with the announcement that because of losses in the field their training program would be accelerated； which was just what they had expected。 Then the band played some more and they marched back to the barracks； changed into their haircloth fatigues； and marched…double time now…to the range； where they fired their atomic rifles at plastic replicas of Chingers that popped up out of holes in the ground。 Their aim was bad until Deathwish Drang popped out of a hole and every trooper switched to full automatic and hit with every charge fired from every gun； which is a very hard thing to do。 Then the smoke cleared； and they stopped cheering and started sobbing when they saw that it was only a plastic replica of Deathwish； now torn to tiny pieces； and the original appeared behind them and gnashed its tusks and gave them all a full month's KP。 。
〃The human body is a wonderful thing；〃 Bowb Brown said a month later； when they were sitting around a table in the Lowest Ranks Klub eating plastic… skinned sausages stuffed with road sweepings and drinking watery warm beer。 Bowb Brown was a throat… herder from the plains； which is why they called him Bowb； since everyone knows just what thoatherders do with their thoats。 He was tall； thin； and bowlegged； his skin burnt to the color of ancient leather。 He rarely talked； being more used to the eternal silence of the plains broken only by the eerie cry of the restless thoat； but he was a great thinker； since the one thing he had plenty of was time to think in。 He could worry a thought for days； even weeks； before he mentioned it aloud； and while he was thinking about it nothing could disturb him。 He even let them call him Bowb without protesting： call any other trooper bow b and he would hit you in the face。 Bill and Eager and the other troopers from X squad sitting around the table all clapped and cheered； as they always did when Bowb said something。
〃Tell； us more； Bowb！〃
〃It can still talk…I thought it was dead！〃
〃Go on…why is the body a wonderful thing？〃
They waited in expectant silence； while Bowb managed to tear a bite from his sausage and； after ineffectual chewing； swallowed it with an effort that brought tears to his eyes。 He eased the pain with a mouthful of beer and spoke。
〃The human body is a wonderful thing； because if it doesn't die it lives。〃
They waited for more until they realized that he was finished； then they sneered。
〃Boy； are you full of bowb！〃
〃Sign up for OCS！〃
〃Yeah…but what does it mean？〃
Bill knew what it meant but didn't tell them。 There were only half as many men in the squad as there had been the first day。 One man had been transferred； but all the others were in the hospital； or in the mental hospital； or discharged for the convenience of tire government as being too crippled for active service。 Or dead。 The survivors； after losing every ounce of weight not made up of bone or essential conne