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Minutes before the battle begins, every soldier is a model of quiet reflection. They all know that this may be their last moments on earth, and are overcome by the sobriety of the situation.
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| B-I-N-G-O! B-I-N-G-O! B-I-N-G-O! And bingo was his name-o! All together now! B-I-N-G-O!... | |
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