Those poor #$%*'s thought it was going to be an adventure. I suppose it was if you like your adventure to be at the bottom of a cess pool. I met a few of them when I was sent to Sunnybrook hosp for surgery to my horn, there they were in 1958, gas attack survivors and they couldn't leave their ward, no bikes, no girls/wives, no booze, some #$%*ing adventure. Be really careful girls to make sure the politico's don't start to beat the drum, if they do kidnap a few and bring them along, to make them understand what they are doing.
Bill the demon.