The genius was bright, and McGiddy was pulled up from the bed by a hand: "McGiddy, it's time for you to go to the sentry!" ”

McGiddy got up and said as she got dressed haphazardly, "Roy, what's the hurry, nothing will happen anyway." What do you want to do on duty? ”

McGiddy's post was located relatively deep into the guerrilla-controlled area, which had previously been a British outpost. But more recently, because Britain needed soldiers everywhere, and because the outpost was too close to the area controlled by the guerrillas.

But McGiddy's so-called "nothing will happen anyway" is not wrong. Because they have made a gentleman's agreement with the guerrillas. Every month they handed over a copy of their "combat losses" to the partisans. That is, to hand over to the guerrillas what guns and ammunition and the like, (to the reports of combat losses from above) and to ensure that they turn a blind eye to the various actions of the guerrillas and do not interfere; The guerrillas, for their part, guaranteed their personal safety and assured that they would not be left without food by blocking supply lines.

To be honest, the guerrillas are all kind-hearted people, and their words count, and the security forces at the outpost like the guerrillas. Recently, the guerrillas have also launched a "trade-in" business with Mejidi, in which in addition to the "combat losses" originally stipulated, the guerrillas are willing to exchange used guns for new weapons in a certain proportion with the security forces. And these old guns, some of them can be replaced on the grounds of "use damage", and the other part can be used to receive war merits from the British. Therefore, the guerrillas are really everyone's sweetest people.

"Someone from above is going to inspect it today, and the appearance must be done." Roy replied.

"Hell!" McGiddy scolded.

When the people above came to inspect, they actually made it all their own. Who let them turn in too many seizures during this time, and the number of battles reported is too much. Their achievements are so impressive, so they have to send someone to inspect them. Maybe even give them some medals or something.

But in the whole outpost, not a single one wants the guys from above to come here. If you take a closer look at the problem here, you will definitely be able to see it. Besides, a medal or something, if you get it and don't raise your salary, it's a fart?

"Didn't we tell that to that over there? Wouldn't it be okay to let the people over there receive you? What a hassle! McGiddy put on his hat, gun, and prepared to go out.

The so-called "let the people over there receive it" actually means that they have already told the guerrillas the news that their superiors, and the real superiors, the British, are coming to inspect them. Generally speaking, the partisans would not give up such an opportunity.

This is also the usual practice, so recently, there has been a noticeable decrease in the number of visits from superiors, especially by "real superiors".

Of course, the guerrillas sometimes fail to complete the task of receiving their superiors for some reason. Therefore, when the guerrillas receive their requests, they generally do not make a promise to complete the reception task. Therefore, everyone should also be prepared to receive inspections from their superiors.

McGiddy walked out of the room and under the lookout.

"Jim, come down, I'll take your place!" McGiddy shouted.

There was no movement on it. McGiddy shouted again, and then heard Jim's muffled voice from above, "Okay, I'll come down right now." ”

After a while, Jim was seen coming down from the wooden watchtower with a rifle on his back. Seeing the bewildered look on his face, McGiddy knew that this guy must be napping on it.

The wooden watchtower is actually a terrible piece of defense. While it provides better visibility, it is also easier to expose the sentry above. In the past, when everyone was still serious about fighting, no one would want to keep a sentry on this thing, because that would mean that he would probably be killed by bullets from nowhere if he was not careful. Of course, if he is killed, then in a sense the early warning mission has been achieved.

So at that time, of course, authentic British soldiers would not have sentry on such things. The people who keep watch on this kind of thing are all members of the security forces. They have the same advantage as wooden watchtowers, which is cheapness.

But now, it's the vigilantes who prefer this kind of watchtower. It's high, with a narrow space above it (so it's cheap), and there's only room for a person to sit on a chair. It's tall again, and a person sits on it and takes a nap or something, and the people below can't see it at all, which is especially suitable for taking a nap or something. In the past, everyone went up for fear of being shot by the guerrillas, but now, most of the security forces are friendly with the guerrillas, and the guerrillas talk count, spit on a nail, as long as they send that meaning on time every month, they say that if they don't shoot your black guns, they won't hit your black guns.

Of course, that meaning must be delivered on time, and it cannot be discounted. Otherwise, don't blame the guerrilla uncle for making that little bit of meaning a "sorry".

When McGiddy waited for Jim to come down, he climbed up, sat down on the chair above, and was about to take a nap, when he accidentally looked into the distance, and saw a group of guerrillas coming from the side of the road with a small cannon drawn by a horse he had never seen before.

"This is probably to receive the superiors who came to inspect." McGiddy thought, "Well, I brought a cannon to entertain them, this, our superiors have a lot of face!" ”

McGiddy watched as she thought about how much she would get paid tonight. Well, the guerrillas are good people, really! Talking counts, a mouthful of spit and a nail. In general, as long as they are told about the reception of their superiors. After the reception, a dividend will be given to the outpost that provided accurate information. The last time the partisans entertained the British conscription party, and when they came back, they gave each of them two pounds...... Well, the guerrillas are really kind people!

McGiddy thought as she watched. It soon became apparent to him that this did not seem right. Because he saw the second cannon again, the third cannon......

"Obediently, a whole five cannons, by the way, our superior, is he worth so many cannons? This reception is too grand, isn't it? Well, aren't they going to hit the stronghold on the railway? Heck, this is not a guerrilla, this is the uncle of the Independence Army! ”

So McGiddy hurriedly shouted down: "The Independence Army is coming, hurry up and hang up the flag!" ”

According to the agreement between the partisans and them, the guerrillas gave them a green, white and blue tricolor. It was agreed that if there was a large force of the Independence Army, the flag would be hung up, and then everyone would continue to be friendly. Peaceful coexistence.

The security forces at the post quickly lowered the Union Jack flag and raised the flag of the Irish Independence Army.