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Walk in Sun 48: Tyne, you’re a smart apple. Keep your head.at smart apple (n.) under apple, n.1
Walk in Sun 48: Tyne, you’re a smart apple. Keep your head. Walk in Sun 121: Ward gives me a pain in the tail. All sergeants give me a pain in the tail.at give someone a pain in the arse (v.) under pain in the arse, n.
Walk in Sun 73: He can draw covers to beat all hell.at beat all (v.) under beat, v.
Walk in Sun 55: ‘Can I smoke, corporal?’ Rivera asked. ‘Burn,’ Tyne said.at burn, v.
Walk in Sun 55: ‘Can I smoke, corporal?’ Rivera asked. ‘Burn,’ Tyne said. ‘Butt me, Friedman,’ said Rivera.at butt, v.
Walk in Sun 121: I wish to Christ we had a mortar.at to Christ under Christ, n.
Walk in Sun 46: Don’t ask so many christly questions.at christly, adj.
Walk in Sun 57: You’re fat, Friedman. You’re a chunk, Friedman.at chunk, n.1
Walk in Sun 59: Sergeant Porter was [...] ready for the cleaners. He was a good man, but had reached the end of his tether. All that remained was for the tether to break.at ready for the cleaners under cleaners, n.
Walk in Sun 88: In one morning we’ve lost one lieutenant, two non-coms.at non-com, n.
Walk in Sun 77: What’s cooking, Jack?at what’s cooking? under cook, v.1
Walk in Sun 109: I treat you like a brother and you stick a knife in my back. He’s a crumb, ain’t he, Judson?at crum, n.
Walk in Sun 15: Take them a hundred yards up from the barge and hit the dirt. [Ibid.] 119: He dug dirt again as a row of bullets passed over him.at hit the dirt (v.) under dirt, n.
Walk in Sun 82: They’d be duck soup for the tanks. Even one tank [...] could come up over one of the hills and be on them before they’d have time to scatter.at duck soup, n.
Walk in Sun 84: He might have gotten a flat.at flat, n.1
Walk in Sun 90: Otherwise you’re a gone goose, a dead soldier.at gone goose (n.) under gone, adj.1
Walk in Sun 48: Keep your head on.at keep your hair on! (excl.) under keep one’s hair on, v.
Walk in Sun 88: This platoon is hell on non-coms.at hell on under hell, n.
Walk in Sun 42: ‘It’s a Purple Heart, sarge,’ Rivera said. ‘Shove it,’ Sergeant Hoskins said.at shove it!, excl.
Walk in Sun 102: They had their morale back. Not that they had ever really lost it. They had simply been a little uncertain of themselves.at lose it, v.
Walk in Sun 23: ‘That’s a Jerry gun,’ Sergrant Hoskins said.at Jerry, adj.
Walk in Sun 92: These jobs don’t weight more than a couple of tons. A grenade under her belly ought to lift her right off the road.at job, n.2
Walk in Sun 22: ‘All I know is, in 1958 we’re going to fight the Battle of Tibet. I got the facts.’ ‘Kill that,’ Porter said.at kill it (v.) under kill, v.
Walk in Sun 69: This young guy says he knocked off a Kraut.at kraut, n.
Walk in Sun 79: You’ve got no imagination, Rivera. You’re a lump.at lump, n.
A Walk in Sun 54: Tyne and Private Phelps picked up Private Smith. [...] ‘He’s out,’ Phelps said.at out, adv.1
Walk in Sun 28: If we hang around here any longer we’ll screw up the whole works.at screw up, v.
Walk in Sun 48: They slugged one into his leg at Mareth.at slug, v.2
Walk in Sun 47: ‘I don’t think they’re wide awake yet, but they’re going to be. It’s a stinking situation. Right?’ ‘Right!’ chorused the platoon.at stinking, adj.1
Walk in Sun 58: Friedman you’re a draft-dodger. You’re yellow.at yellow, adj.
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