Getting ready for the next mission – Aparri
With his thoughts still focused on his R&R in Australia, Everett “Smitty” Smith landed back at Lipa City, P.I. only to discover that a mission was scheduled. The last remaining organized Japanese group, the Shabu Forces, were holed up in the northeast corner of Luzon and General Swing had organized the Gypsy Task Force to take them out. On his orders, this unique unit would include “all Camp MacKall veterans.” This would include men from the 187th Infantry, the 511th, the 457th Parachute Field Artillery Battalion, a platoon from the 127th Engineers and two platoons from B Company. Despite Gen. Krueger’s disapproval, Lt. Col. Henry Burgess, now 26 years old, would be the commanding officer. (Smitty was at the ancient age of 30, one of the oldest paratroopers besides one other soldier and a few of the officers.) Col. Lahti (31) would be CO for the reserve unit.
Col. John Lackey, CO of the 317th Troop Carrier Group/5th Air Force, with very little notice, began loading 54 C-47s and 13 C-46s at 0430 hours, 23 June 1945. His plane was the first to leave Lipa airstrip and the constant rumbling of the planes soon became “Vs” in the open skies. Within the transports, every man appeared as a clone to the next. Individuality was lost among the uniforms, bundled parachutes and rucksacks filled to capacity with ammunition, first-aid, water and C-rations.
Each man stood and checked the chute of the man beside him when the “Gooney Birds” lurched at 0900 hours; the smoke flares from the forward Pathfinders were spotted and green lights flashed for the paratroopers. The stick of men hooked up to the static lines and proceeded to jump into vertical development. With mandatory, disciplined silence, the traditional battle cry, “Geronimo,” is only heard within the imaginative faculty of 1,030 men. All these diverse personalities would react separately to the same experience.
Each man, for his own reasons, volunteered for the perilous duty that might end his life. Each man went through various stages of development and arrived at the same destination. Each man had been chosen for their good health, general toughness and honor. A jump into combat is reality in its most crystalline form.
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Military Humor – 
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Current News – U.S. Airborne Day, 16 August 1940 – Present
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Farewell Salutes –
Nelson Bartlett – No. Smithfield, RI; US Navy, USS Tarawa
Peter G. Byrd Jr. (104) – Beaumont, TX; US Navy, WWII
Alexander Carlyle (100) – Grand Forks, CAN; RC Air Force, navigator
Frank Deppe – Grand Rapids, MI; US Army, WWII, ETO
Peter J. Girardi – Mount Vernon, NY; US Army, WWII, ETO, 385th Infantry
Hal Hatch – Portland, OR; Civilian, WWII, welder, Navy Shipyard
John Hutchinson – Wallaceburg, CAN; RC Air Force, WWII
Robert M. Kelliher (100) – Riverdale, IL; US Army Air Corps, WWII, B-24 pilot, 461st Bomb Group
Homer Lester – Pulaski, VA; US Army Air Corps, WWII, PTO, HQ Co/2/187/11th Airborne Division
Whitney Newcomb Jr. – Jonesport, ME, US Navy, WWII
Beuford Webb – Ft. Worth, TX; US Army Air Corps, WWII, PTO, 511/11th Airborne Division
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This is here… Just because…
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Posted on August 15, 2022, in SMITTY, Uncategorized, WWII and tagged 11th airborne, Airborne, Army, family history, History, Luzon, Military, Military History, Pacific War, WW2, WWII. Bookmark the permalink. 119 Comments.
This brings back memories of our jumps as a young paratrooper. Thanks for this, dear friend!
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Certainly. I appreciate you reading it.
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This is great writing. I don’t think many military archivists could have done such a good job of bringing these experiences into accessibility for the rest of us. I can practically smell the airplane fuel…
Love that final pic, BTW 😆
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Thank you for saying so, Ana.
I love that racoon myself!
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Love your toons as always!! Oh and yes, your history nuggets are always top notch!👍😃
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I love their humor as well. I suppose the military need all the laughs they can get.
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Great patriotism! I hope honor will return in full force.
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It would be nice to see. It would give me hope for this country.
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“A jump into combat is reality in its most crystalline form.” Well said, G.P.
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Thank you.
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Your detail and documentation is always amazing!
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Thank you, Allen. From you and your own research, I find that quite the compliment!
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Thank you for the interesting post on horror of war.I like your idea of lightening the mood with humorous presentation.
Thank you, also, for liking my part one post about the glory of sciences in India. Part two about the great mathematician, Ramanujan will follow this weekend.
Joanna
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I appreciate your visit.
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You are welcome.
Joanna
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Nice
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Thank you for reading this post.
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Amazing that so many men volunteered to be paratroopers. What a sight that would have been to see all of them jumping at nearly the same time. That is bravery at the max.
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Thank you so much, Bev. I agree completely!
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“…reality in its most crystalline form” — beautifully expressed, GP! I love that even in such circumstances they came up with fun names for groups and things, Gooney Birds, Gypsies. Hugs on the wing.
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Thank you, Teagan. It still all amazes me that these men, who went through hell to survive the depression, not only continuously fought through a war until it was over, but create the greatest legacy ever created for a generation.
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Reblogged this on Dave Does History*.
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Thank you, Dave.
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Found this item at 12:53am 8/18:
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Thank you very much!
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Was rather surprised…
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I mentioned it in a previous post, but did not have a video. I notified the 11th Airborne Division Association, when I received a military email about it, who somehow knew noting about it.
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As a professed Christian, I do not believe in “chance” or “coincidence”. I’d say more, however you don’t accept private e mail. Just that it was very unexpected, and I knew you would want to know of it.
Am presently recovering from what my generation would call “walking pneumonia” a not so nice 70th birthday present. No chills or fever, but sharp pain when breathing.
It left me with rather limited endurance.
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I’m very sorry to hear you haven’t been well. Yes, I do know what walking pneumonia is, today is my 72nd birthday, so we are of the same generation.
Take care!
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Your last paragraph says it all!
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Thank you, Jennie.
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You’re welcome, GP.
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I remember in the late 40s as a child jumping off a roof and yelling Geronimo, G. It may not have been common or appropriate, but it had become legendary. –Curt
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Simply a tradition created by accident. No harm was ever intended. (How badly were you hurt going off the roof?)
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I bounced well in those days, G. 🙂 It was a small, old cabin abandoned by its owner when he passed away. Inside was a genuine ice box, the type you needed a block of ice for. He’d used old newspapers for insulation. There were still headlines from WW II but I was more intrigued by the old comic pages. 🙂
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Blessed indivualists act in focused unison when it matters.
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That really is the truth, isn’t it?!! 😊
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Yes!
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That should have read “your” posts, not “our”. I’m not THAT arrogant as to claim all mine are fascinating.
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No problem, I knew what you meant. My typos are everywhere!! haha
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All our posts are fascinating, but this one had the added weight of your own words and reflections which made it especially poignant.
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Thank you, Gwendoline.
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Your last two paragraphs give a vivid description of what such a jump into combat must have been like.
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Thank you, Liz. Coming from such an excellent writer – that takes the cake!
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You’re most welcome, GP. 🙂
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Ik denk dat veel van die moedige parachutisten stil een schietgebed ten hemel richten en hoopten dat ze vlug veilig beneden zouden zijn, wat wetende dat je een schietschijf bent voor de vijand op de grond. Ik zou die mannen hun hartslag niet willen weten
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Ik kan me niet voorstellen wat hun hartslag zou zijn, ik weet dat de mijne behoorlijk hoog zou zijn!!
Dankjewel, Maria Lou!
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A really big mission, and always on the move. Thanks for sharing, GP! Have a nice week! xx Michael
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I appreciate your visits, Michael.
Take care.
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Reblogged this on NEW BLOG HERE >> https:/BOOKS.ESLARN-NET.DE.
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Thank you, Michael.
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Hey I recognize that raccoon ! Discovered about 7 years ago, and never stops being funny, even after all that time.
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I know. Every time I see it, I smile. That was why I put it in.
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What a mission! And I love the funnies.
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Thank you very much, Dolly! Yes, it’s one thing to lose your hubcaps in the bad side of town, but the landing gear of your aircraft?! haha
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LOL You are very welcome, GP.
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Wow! Big operation! All those aircraft and all those men! As you pointed out, every one of them were volunteers and went through rigorous training to arrive at that destination. Heroes, each and every one.
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That’s how I feel about them, I appreciate you coming to the same conclusion, TW.
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Reblogged this on John Cowgill's Literature Site.
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Thank you, John.
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You are very welcome.
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Being in combat must be bad enough. Jumping from the sky into the unknown takes a special kind of courage. My dad’s younger brother was a Red Beret, some years after WW2. (And Korea) He served six years and never saw any action. He came out in 1961 and joined the Police in London, serving as a policeman until retirement.
Best wishes, Pete.
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Your uncle had an angel on his shoulder and a heap of courage, Pete!
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It takes a unique individual to serve their nation, especially in moments like this. I imagine once the technical checklist is done and the equipment is readied, there is one stolen moment when each is left to their own thoughts. It is a “reality show” like no other.
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Thank you, Bruce for understanding.
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I really like this post, especially your last paragraph. It is very powerful.
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Thank you very much. It came from the heart.
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I meant to say the last two paragraphs were extremely moving, but my comment applies to the whole post. Thank you for sharing your dad’s experiences.
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My pleasure, John.
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Reblogged this on Subli.
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Thank you, Rose!
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You’re welcome!
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Paratroopers had the most dangerous mission. Dropping from the sky was no picnic. You needed skills, luck, and safe wind velocity. I read from Triumph in the Philippines that during this drop, the ground wind was 20 to 25 miles per hour, of which 15 miles was considered the maximum safe velocity. They also had the rough condition of the drop zone. I salute all those paratroopers for this mission.
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Here they didn’t have much time to consider the weather, especially where Gen. Kruger was involved. He still considered the 11th A/B as part of Gen. Eichelberger’s Army.
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Excellent writing, GP. You brought us all into the moment, and it was terrifying. I can’t imagine each man’s thoughts, but you made us stop and contemplate what they might be. Thanks.
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I doubt anyone was able to express exactly what they felt during a combat jump, especially back then with those ancient parachutes.
I thank you for the compliment, John.
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😁
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There’s jumping and then there’s combat jumping. The surmise that ‘Geronimo’ was said in silence might have been so but I also surmise there was a lot of silent prayers also.
A big salute to Smitty and the troopers that jumped with with him. A big salute to al the troopers who fought for our country. And on National Paratroopers Day, a big salute to all my brother-troopers. I am proud to be a part of that great group of patriots.
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And we most certainly thank you for your service for us, Don! Dad used to say that they claim there are no atheists in the foxholes, but there weren’t any in the air either!!
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This is so poignant.
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Thank you very much, Joy.
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I suspect this–“Each man, for his own reasons, volunteered for the perilous duty that might end his life.”–explained why many many volunteered.
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I suspect each reason was a tad different, but we’ll never know.
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A most perilous mission! I am eagerly awaiting your next post to find out more about the courageous parachuters.
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Thank you, Peter. You are certainly a loyal reader and I greatly appreciate that!
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As horrible as war is, doesn’t it just show you that ordinary, everyday people are real heroes, overcomng their justifiable fears.
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Exactly right, Helen. They say we all have it within us, our situations deem if it’s necessary for it to come out.
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Good post. I was interested to learn of the mandatory, disciplined silence.
Also, with regard to another comment, saluting was also not allowed, at least in Vietnam, anywhere the enemy might be found for the same reasons and our rank was camouflaged so as not to be reflective at night.
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Exactly, you understand the situation and the reasons for it.
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“A jump into combat is reality in its most crystalline form.” – It most certainly must be
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I don’t think I’ve ever gotten a straight answer from anyone who pulled off one of these early jumps as to what they were thinking and/or feeling.
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That’s a very interesting point you made about the removal of insignia. I seem to remember that Ukrainian forces have been taking out a few Russian generals, perhaps for the same reason: to demoralize.
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Very often the removal of high ranking leaders can put a unit of troops into temporary confusion – just enough time for the enemy to make their move.
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Another excellent account of the most dangerous job I can think of. Baling out of an aircraft with a large number of Japanese fanatics on the ground, all trying to stop you from being successful. You captured very well the tenseness that must have ensued when those green lights came on and eveybody made their preparations for that fateful jump. And to all be volunteers must double their bravery at the very least,.
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What a wonderful comment and compliment you are giving my father and I graciously thank you very much, John.
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Love the cartoons, the cat video, and the sunset picture. When we took the C-130 from Germany to first Bosnia and then Hungary, there were double rows of us (civilians, military, and contractors) dressed alike in BDUs. Each person was solemn and silent as we headed into the great unknown. Even though, the biggest hazard was landmines still strewn around Eagle Base in Tuzla, it was as close to a potential combat situation as most of us were likely to get. At that time, I did wonder about the troops that rode such planes into actual combat, never mind having to jump out of them with a parachute, would have been thinking. (The Army did make us have a last will and testament before we left the States.)
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A last and testament would most certainly get a person thinking and thinking hard about their situation. I also believe land mines would have me considering it a combat event! We’re all glad you made it home to tell us about it.
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Thanks, GP. I was in the comparative safety of Hungary. I did visit Eagle Base and they had discovered a few land mines the week before. They would rise to the surface when the ground thawed. Not aware of any land mines killing anyone in the base camps, but I did hear where plenty were found.
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Thank you.
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Brave men, all.
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Thank you, that’s how I feel.
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amazing bravery, way beyond the norm –
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It was still so new, that’s what makes me exalt their bravery. Their parachutes vs today’s models can be compared to Model T’s vs Maserati’s.
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Jumping into forest, swamps, rocks, and combat situations. Not for the faint of heart, that’s for sure. Landing on a beach is no walk in the park, but you can be retrieved. Jumping from a plane, you’re going to be victorious or you’re likely not coming back. These men, these actions, are the reasons I stop at a Veterans Memorial every day that I walk.
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I know you show your respect everyday, Dan. That shows us what an outstanding and sincere character you have! I’m proud to know you.
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Awww, thanks GP
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Arduous missions such as this are crucibles to strengthen heroes. It’s also interesting that you point out that symbols of rank are obscured by the tools of the fight.
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They had removed insignias of the 11th and rank way back in San Francisco, CA. Some were beginning to put them back on, until they knowingly were going into combat. The idea was that the enemy were not supposed to know the 11th existed and if an officer were spotted in battle, they would be the first killed to demoralize the troops following him.
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Thank you, Ned.
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Thank you, Nelsapy.
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