Had a 1st Lt. come by my bunker on the North side of Chu Lai one night, actually his driver pulled up in front. Driver looked at me, smiled, pointed at someone coming around the back of the jeep. Gave it the old, "who goes there", then the "step forward and be recognized" thing, all the while pointing an M14 at him from the hip. Once that was over, chit chat started. He then as me what I would do if I saw some one coming across the MSR. Give it the old "Halt" three times. Then what he asked. By that time, with the lights we had out there, I would know whether or not he was one of us or one of them. Then what he asked again. Well sir, if he gets to the concertina wire in front of me, I'm going to blow his ass away, call it in, and then try and explain what happened when you come back out here asking what the hell is going on. He chuckled a bit, said that wasn't exactly what he was looking for, but that will do. Have a nice night Corporal. Driver was laughing as they drove away. Now what was the General Order I was supposed to remember? Ah, back to the lawn chair and another peaceful night.
PS The twelve General Order is: If it don't fit, get a BFH.
PS The twelve General Order is: If it don't fit, get a BFH.

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