Taking the fight to Thresher
“We were taking heavy losses from a couple of Sarges, but when we radioed for reinforcements, we were ordered to fall back and take cover. We assumed an air strike was incoming, which annoyed us no end; we are pretty fed up of losing friends to incompetent air support. What happened instead was we heard a wail of what sounded, to put it mildly, a howling nutter. Then, we were blessed with this vision of what looked like a hunchback in clown shoes, lolloping across the battle scene with an urgent gait. Then the Boomer, that’s what we’re being told it’s called …”
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