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“So, where’s the fucking army?” I said. “Their helicopters appeared on day one, hovered overhead for a few hours and then pissed off. What the hell use is that?” A good question, thought Paul but neither of us was Hannibal nor that famous Chinese military tactician whose name I can never remember. (Sung Tzu?) What did we know about military stuff? Well, actually, I’d been in the Army Cadet Corps for a couple of years – toy soldiers, if you like. I’d been on a few overnight bivouacs, listened to a few lectures from regular army guys who were just back from ‘Nam. That set me, ever so marginally, ahead of Paul – and I said so. “Okay then, Hannibal,” he said, only with a hint of sarcasm. “Tell us what you’d do if you were in charge of the Australian Army” Er? “The problem is unprecedented and spreading rapidly,” I started. “So, I’d abandon those who had already been affected and concentrate on containment.” “Hmm,” said Paul. “All the evidence suggest they have, in fact done precisely that. So, what then?” “I’d call for help. The problem is too big for our forces alone – we’d need the Yanks. And they’d come because they wouldn’t want the problem to spread beyond our borders – and don’t forget that all our borders are sea borders. So, the infection could potentially be stopped from spreading overseas if enough effort is put into the problem while it is still in Australia. Block up the air and sea ports, for starters.” Paul agreed that this made sense: “But where are all the Yanks?” “They’d still be coming,” I said. “By and large, it takes time to gear up for a war – even one like this. And don’t forget – unlike us – their best troops are still bogged down in Vietnam. There’s still a war on there, you know.” (This was before the Fall of Saigon in 1975 – as you will have guessed.) “And our own troops?” asked Paul.
Ytho, ple’ma an lu euthyk?” yn-medhav. “Y teuth aga eskelli-tro an kynsa dydh ha bargesi a-vann nebes euryow – hag ena i a fias dhe’n fo. Py par devnydh yw henna?” Kwestyon da a brederis Powl mes nyns o naneyl na y gila yntredhon Hannibal (na an taktygyth Chinek na, meur y vri, na allav nevra an hanow perthi kov anodho). (Sung Tzu?) Pyth a wodhyen ni a-dro dhe’n taklow breselyek? Wel, yn hwir, my re via esel Bagas Prentys-Soudoryon Ostrali dres dew vlydhen – ‘soudoryon-wariell’, dell leverys. My re wrussa nebes gwerselvaow y’n gwylvos ha goslowes orth arethow res gans an soudoryon wir neb a dhehwelsa a-gynsow dhiworth ‘Nam. Ytho, ow skians vy o nebes gwella es skians Powl – gans temmik, dhe’n lyha. My a leveris yndella orto. “Da lowr, a Hannibal,” yn-medh ev, gans marnas tamm kows asper. “Lavar orthymm pyth a wrelles jy mar pia dhis charj an Lu Ostralek.” A? “Nyns eus bleynyans vyth dhe’n kudynn ma, uskis y leshans lemmyn,” a dhallathis vy. “Ytho, my a forsak’sa an re a via tochyes gans an klevesans seulabrys - ha gul devnydh a’m kerthow dh’y gontaynya.” “Hmm,” yn-medh Powl. “Oll an dustuni a gampoell an lu dhe wul poran an traow na. Ytho, pyth a wrusses jy ena?” “My a wrussa galow rag gweres. An kudynn ma yw re veur rag agan luyow diogoledh unnsell – y fia res a’n Yankis.” Hag y tothyens i drefenn na vynnnsens an kudynn dhe omlesa dres agan emlow – ha porth kov a’gan emlow oll dhe vos emlow an mor. Ytho, possybyl a via hedhi an klevesans mar fe strivyans lowr rag gwitha an kudynn yn Ostrali. Yn kynsa le, y fia res stoppya oll an daromres der an porthow, y’ga mysk an ayrborthow.” Akordyes o Powl bos fur an tyvbyans ma: “Byttegyns, ple’ma oll an Yankis?” “Y fiens i hwath ow tos,” yn-medhav. “Dre vras, res yw termyn rag pareusi gwerrya – ha kyn fe kepar ha’n huni ma. Ha, porth kov arta aga gwella soudoryon dhe vos hwath glenys y’n stag Vietnam – dihaval dh’agan soudoryon agan honan. Yma hwath bresel ena, dell wodhesta.” (Yth esa an hwarvosow ma kyns Koedh Saigon yn 1975 – dell yllowgh dismygi.) “Ha’gan soudoryon agan honan?” a wovynnas Powl.