I've selected you to lead us... not only because of your extraordinary fighting ability... but also because... in the unlikely event that the Germans ever get you... they will assume from your attire that they've captured a wretched peasant... and immediately send you on your way.
Now, maintaining the speed of our advance... will no doubt be tough going, as it's a single highway.
But no matter what... we must reach those Now, gentlemen... I'm not saying that this will be the easiest party... that we've ever attended... but I still wouldn't miss it for the world.
I like to think of this... as one of those American Western films.
The paratroops, lacking substantial equipment... always short of food... These are the besieged homesteaders.
The Germans... well, naturally they're the bad guys.
And 30 Corps... We, my friends, are the cavalry... on the way to the rescue.