dark, wiry soldier at the first bed was cleaning his rifle, hauling the pull-through along the barrel. 'Not like that,' said Bennet-Bruce. 'Pull it straight out, not at an angle, or you'll wear away the muzzle and your bullets will fly off squint, missing the enemy, who will seize the opportunity to unseam you, from nave to chaps.' He tugged at the pull-through. 'What the hell have you got on the end of this, the battalion colours?
( George MacDonald Fraser )
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