C'EST LA GUERRE (25)

And here we are in feverish activity attenuated by pairing flavors and tastes symphony of coffee and Bailey's. We are young, we had a brilliant military career and we are gaining a war, fighting for the happiness of all mankind that is, the real global democracy. There is no other starting point for it.

We are also smokers and our garrison in Virginia (U.S.) knows it; we could no smoke American brands manufactured in M1-.M17 or in Europe because they suck. The ashtrays are overflowing even though the soldiers clean it frequently. The atmosphere is highly charged at the caravan but everything is optimistic, if not true joy. We are issuing the orders which must be submitted in writing to the various units that will intervene in our offensive. The switchboard of the caravan is saturated with calls as the phone is very appropriate for the "act" of command. Enough to say:

— Here Marshal X... —

 And all that is required, magically emerges; which it is very Neanderthal, admittedly. But it is not really magic, but organization and discipline. In this area of ​​logistics, in record time, we have seized all the inflatable material from all sex shops of this country so that is expected in the coming hours, we shall already have enough stocks for the battlefront, in a Air base hangar. We have also requested compressed air compressors for the inflation process of the "bodies". As the dolls after to be inflated are swollen and bulky filling all available volume inside the aircraft, it is expected that the launch will have to be in several successive waves and massive. It is also uncertain whether the lightness of the object and the force of the wind will let fall the "bodies" at the scheduled place.

Moreover explosive or poison charges of the objects were ruled up. It saves us time and money in the urgency of the matter. Dummies have also been seized in shops, automobile factories, institutes of anatomy, taxidermy shops, etc..

It's almost dawning. We have finalized the programming of meetings with the heads of front-line commands of the involved units in the operations, to ensure that everybody knows what to do in a coordinated manner.

At this moment, the captain of the guard around the caravan (what we call security today), rushes inside and exclaims, full of joy and with great emotion:

— They are rendering, they are rendering .. The enemy is coming down the mountain ..! Many are already here ..! —

We put on the peaked caps and fastening the loose buttons we went out to the small perimeter that guards, machine gun in hand, had defined around the caravan. What our eyes saw out there was wonderful and frightening: first silence or rather, the sounds of nature under the first lights of the day, the life wins again... this moment when light destroys threatening forms of giants and ghosts, and turns it on the beauty of landscape.

We see a huge crowd around the caravan also looking at the surrounding heights, lots of large groups led by a white flag carrier, dropping gently but steadily toward where we are. To see that they will be saved, fills us with pride but it is heartbreaking, deeply sad, to see these people, young, old, women and children in this Neanderthal appearance but as numerous as Cro-Magnon. Their appearance of misery, hunger and the death of many who have perished in the mountains . An European country, medium potential, with these crowds who remember us so much more miserable third world crowds, as the liberated survivors of the extermination camps. Scheduled misery, almost as a "zombification" to build an image of God among them. As zombies, but in reality they are here with their last vital energies, are here more and more numerous. A mixture of sweetness and despair is read in their eyes. Evolution is not contradictory.

We turn to enter the caravan to begin addressing the new and unexpected situation that requires simple but also difficult actions. Of course it was decided to suspend the impending offensive.

Shortly after, an infantry observer, entered the caravan and informs us that a large cave continues to struggle and resisting. The cavemen have refused to leave and join the others.

— Well, this will be easier to resolve.. — claims Rundstedt safely.