Going Fast Is Fun - JT and DBev

[Cpl. Joe Claude]

It was a peaceful summers day in England, the birds in the trees, the sun out, pheasants and other birds were hanging around on the roads, it was so peaceful – not for long.
”Woo!” shouting was heard from down the lane, a motorcar was speeding down the road towards the vehicle garage, it was an American jeep, three soldiers from American dissent where in it, being idiots…
Two in the front and one in the back, a Corporal and two privates all shouting and whooping as the thing hurtled at full speed, making a racket as it went, they turned the corner sharply and nearer crashed into an English truck as it came slowly down the road towards them, ”Get out the way Tommy!” shouted one of the privates, laughing at the driver as he flashed past.

”Oi, Joe, we shouldn’t be doing this you know.” came the other private who was clinging to the back seat in slight terror and fear.
”Shut up Sanderson, we need to let these lovely British people that we’re here, anyway, if we get in trouble, I’ll cover ya.” the Corporal shouted back as they hurtled round another corner, the vehicle garage came into view rather quickly.

”STOP JOE, STOP!” the two privates shouted as the jeep picked up speed and didn’t seem to be slowing anytime soon.
”I’LL STOP WHEN WE GET THERE!” Joe shouted back, grinning and gripping the wheel and steadying the car, it hit the edge of the road and bumped, shocking all three men.
”Shit, didn’t mean that to happen.” Joe said, his voice held slight fear, ”Joe, are you going to stop or are we going to have to make you?” came Sanderson, ”Cause I really don’t want to die because of a stupid accident.”
The jeep came crashing into the yard and hurtled through, sending people flying out of the way, ”SORRY!” Joe shouted at the frightened engineers as the car headed towards a building which had an American flag flying high – the American cars were kept here – Screeching to a halt outside the building, Joe and the two privates jumped out of the car, staggering slightly then collapsing into hysterics, ”God that was bloody fun!” Joe said, leaning against the car and whipping a tear from his eye.

[MAJ Patterson]

Patterson was in a fairly good mood, he was about to meet another commander with hopes to form a joint operation into the unknown, little did he know, this was going to be the least constructive meeting he had yet attended, minus the first time he met his own Executive Officer. Patterson had been informed that this man ran a light hit and run type of unit, which would be a perfect fit for the route he was soon to take the 3ID. He was an armor kind of guy, but he also loved the artillery aspect of the battlefield and would soon have an airborne unit under his command, this was too be a match made in Satan's lair, well if you were the enemy anyway.

"Morning Lieutenant, I hope that you ride over was pleasant." Patterson was not to good with greetings, or small talk for that matter, he was strictly business and hoped that maybe his new friend might be in the scheming mood. There was a horn blaring in the distance but Patterson thought nothing of it. "I have an odd feeling that our two units can work well together toward the completion of this big mess they call war." Patterson knew that this would be a defining moment in his life, therefore the events that would unfold would be his worst.

There were a few yells outside and the roar of an engine. Tires would screech every one and again and Patterson was fed up with the commotion. I swear if this gets screwed up I will have heads on stakes. raged through Patterson's mind. He stepped out of the meeting room side door to notice an American jeep scooting up to the curb toward the front of the building. "Feel like letting off some steam?" he asked the Lieutenant as he turned his head back toward the man. "By the way, my name is Henry, Captain Henry Patterson and this looks as if it will be a fun morning." he smiled and then turned his attention back toward the party goers with a disgruntled look, and a clenched fist.

[Lt. Aiden Jacka]

Jaka struggled to get comfortable on the hard wooden chair. He had come to decide whether to carry out a joint operation alongside the 3ID who were eager to make use of the skill and expertise of the SAS in hit and run warfare. Jaka had never been a big fan of yanks. In his opinion they lacked sufficient discipline to be great soldiers but today he had been proved wrong. For now anyway.

As he had arrived American Privates had emerged from the head quarters building in which he was now seated and had parked his modified Willy's Jeep for him. When he passed through the doors the guards has saluted smartly and the officers behaved like gentlemen.

Aiden's thoughts were interrupted by Captain Patterson's voice "Morning Lieutenant, I hope that you ride over was pleasant."

"Yes Captain" replied Jacka simply. "I am Second Lieteunant Aiden Jacka of her Majesty's Special Air Service".

Jacka tried as best he could to relax in his chair as he listened to the rest of what the Captain had to say. Suddenly a jeep arrived with three disorderly GI's inside.

"Feel like letting off some steam?" asked Patterson.

"Yes" replied Jacka grinning. He was eager to see how Captain Patterson disciplined his men. This could decide whether the joint operation would go ahead and his opinion on Americans for the time being.

Aiden rose to his feet and calmly but hastily walked outside to where the jeep was parked. Thick black skid marks ran along the ground for around fifty meters.

He drew his Webley Revolver and fired a single shot into the air to attract the attention of the soldiers who leaned on the car.

"Patterson take care of your men" he said grinning as he noticed the Captains clenched fists.

[Cpl. Joe Claude]

The three Americans were leaning against the car, still trying to control their laughter, Joe had taken out a packet of cigarettes and was handing them to the other two and lighting one himself, he surveyed the tire marks along the road.
”Didn’t realize I was going that fast.” he said to the other two. He was about to say something else when a gun shot was heard, it was a single shot and a few people looked around in shock.

Two men were walking across the yard, one with clenched fists and a disgruntled expression on his face, the other was the one with the gun, its barrel smoking.

”Oi bugger.” Joe muttered under his breath, he leant off the car and stood up straight, throwing his barely smoked cigarette to the floor and looking over coolly at the approaching COs.
The Corporal was ready to get a bollocking from the two as the guy meant business in the way he walked across the yard.

Taking a deep breath, deciding quickly what to say, Joe opened his mouth, then thought it was better if he stayed quiet, he didn’t want to get a bollocking for speaking. The two privates shank away from the higher officials came closer, standing behind Joe. ”Wimps.” Joe muttered, grinning back at the two. He recognised the men as they came nearer, one was Captain Patterson, a US soldier and the other was a Canadian…a Lieutenant Jacka…

[MAJ Patterson]

Patterson glared upon the misfortunates as he began to walk over to them, passed abruptly by the Lieutenant. Seems to be a go getter. Patterson smiled on the inside, but that was soon to change as two shots rang out. Are you freaking kidding me?! scorched across his mind. Now the Lieutenant seemed almost as immature as the men they were soon to berate. Patterson hurriedly walked up behind the man and whispered "We have to talk after this." with the ever slightest hint of sternness in his voice, then passed the man and confronted the crazed young men.

"Are any of you men injured?"Patterson asked as he quickly looked them over. He could tell immediately that they were just fine as laughter was their beacon just a moment ago. "I'm Captain Patterson, this is my Headquarters building, this is where my most trusted men and advisers work to ensure that more of you go home. As far as I'm concerned, your ASS now is mine until someone else asks." He paused for a moment and glanced back at the Lieutenant to see if he was going to join in the event. "First off too many good men put forth too many hours to make this place look nice, I don't want a single excuse, I don't want a single complaint, and I definitely don't want my road looking like a drag-strip...CLEAN IT!!!" Patterson spat furiously as a vein in his head began to swell and then he wiped his chin.

This was just to make them more cooperative as the task was sure to be an exhausting one since they had not the tools, not the knowledge of how to go about such a goal. The real punishment/lecture was to come after they had been softened up a bit. While this was going on Patterson needed to correct a seemingly over-eager Lieutenant before the MPs arrived. He turned and lightly grasped the man's arm, "Walk with me."

[Daniel Brennan]

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CP:
Captain Patterson: 4CP

Corporal Claude: 4CP


~Dan