一“下午有空吗,乔克?”在部队食堂的前厅,少校雷利问我。这是一九四四年的一天中午。“我想有的,少校,”我说,“不过三点半左右,得让我走,我安排了线路测试。你要我干嘛?”“嘿,老伙计!让我们先喝上一口,”有一个少尉从旁走过,雷利一把拽住他的胳膊,“坎,叫我的勤务兵,拿瓶苏格兰威士忌来,噢,对了,你那汽车工具箱坏损报告呢?照理说,今天上午十点前,就该放在我桌子上的。你对此作何解释?”他俩谈话时,我暗自庆幸是直接对指挥官(部队中最不爱管闲事的)负责,而不是在雷利手下。我琢磨起午后他要我干什么。大概,少校又发现 A “Are you free in the afternoon, Jock?” Major Rayley in the lobby of the army cafeteria asked me. This is the day of noon in 1944. “I’d like to have it, major,” I said, “but at about half past three, let’s go, I’ve scheduled a line test.What do you want me to do?” “Hey, old folks, let’s take a sip, ”There was a second lieutenant walking over, and Raleigh grasped his arm.“ Hom, call my mailman, take a bottle of scotch whiskey, oh, yes, your car kit bad report? , And it should be put on my desk by 10 am today.What’s your explanation? ”When they talked, I was fortunate that I was directly responsible to the commander (the least meddling force in the army) Not under Riley. I wondered what he wanted me to do in the afternoon. Probably, the major found it again