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Updated: June 6, 2025
In accordance with military procedure a prisoner, hatless, had to be escorted in to face the CO. I was once detailed to be one of the escorts; we with the prisoner, assembled in front of the hut. "Prisoner and escort," barked the CSM who was about as unpopular as any of his rank, "fall in." We did, with the prisoner sandwiched between us. "Prisoner and escort, 'shun."
Onwards we went looking straight ahead, right through the hut; surprised clerks watched us as we emerged into the open air again. I was happy that in obeying the last order as laid down by he military I had upset the routine and what was more enjoyable I had upset the CSM. He made no attempt to follow us through the hut but ran along outside to catch up with us as we strode out into the distance.
We quick marched, the CSM following a short way behind us; there was only space enough for our trio and I knew that we ought to mark time once we were inside, however that was not what the military had impressed on us so I led our little group right into the CO's inner sanctum; out of the corner of my eye I saw the bemused look on his face as we passed by.
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