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- Jun 17, 2003
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Lol you sir are as mad as I am !While the Allied Minor troops still charged forward to overrun the position, in the crucial moment, Schütze Purist was wounded in his right wrist. The aggressive rattle of the Deluxe Oregon counter clipper ceased abruptly, while the Allied Minors closed in for the kill.
In this desparate situation, Oberst von Marwitz, leading the forces (of an excellent chablis down his throat) from the back of his bunker emerged in impeccable uniform in the trench. His monocled hawk-eyed glance grasped the situation in a fraction of a second.
Within the instant Oberst von Marwitz threw himself on the Oregon, pulled the wounded Schütze Purist from the clipper and let go the handle. To the deep relief of the German troops, the rattling of the clipper commenced again. Schüzte Purist was feeding counters to it with his unwounded hand. In the last moment, all Allied Minor counters were cut down, clipped like summer grass with a scythe.
When the cardboard dust settled, Oberst von Marwitz and Schütze Purist were standing in counter clippings up to their ankles. The Deluxe Oregon counter clipper was clicking from heat. The relief men felt could be grasped...
Oberst von Marwitz remarked: "Verdammt, Kamerad, that was too close for comfort. We just managed to corner them in the last instant." Looking at the Allied Minors lying spread out inanimately all around the position, he added: "They only did what they were ordered to do. So we shall honor their effort and put them to rest decently."
The men fetched a few RAACO A75s and interred them in an Assorter close to the position. There they now lay, peaceful almost. Oberst von Marwitz mused: "I wish that this insane clipping would one day finally come to an end." "I agree, Herr Oberst" replied Schütze Purist with furrows on his troubled brow...