Comment on General Barton

Barton proposed to Beatrice shortly after graduating from West Point Military Academy. Mr. Al, the future father-in-law, expressed concern about the value of this young officer. But because Barton has been concerned about his career and official career, he knows nothing about his property, so he asked his father. The father's answer surprised his son. "I never thought I was so rich." Mr. Al was also surprised by this and couldn't help saying, "It seems that I don't have to sell land." It is said that Barton's fortune at that time was nearly one million.

Soon, Barton received a telegram from Beatrice-"If you are going to marry me in June, please marry me. Mom and Dad want us to get married in June if you like. " It happened so fast. Barton said humorously to his mother, "isn't this coercion?" I accept her. She has high taste in most issues, but she is an exception in choosing a husband. "

Pershing got a deep understanding of Barton through his expedition to Mexico and spoke highly of him. He said, "There is a gangster in our team, and this guy is Barton? He is a real fighter. "

At a military meeting held by Charles Scott, Barton expressed his confidence in building this first armored force. He expounded the goal of his troops in some inspiring language, pointing out that an armored division needs "courage and wit" to achieve results in the battle, and the troops he commanded are to move toward this goal and train everyone to be "the most fucking tank driver in the army." Barton's words left a deep impression on the participants and caused great shock in the armored forces, and the press also made a lot of reports. But when Barton's speech was published in the newspaper, the words "courage and wit" became "blood and courage", and Barton got this lifelong nickname. I don't particularly like the nickname Barton, but I can tolerate it. I think it basically summarizes my own characteristics. Soon, the nickname spread all over the country, and even Pat Waters, Barton's 5-year-old grandson, used it in evening prayers and prayed to God to "bless this bloody and courageous old man".

Patton immediately issued a mandatory dress code after taking over the defeated Second Army, stipulating that every soldier must wear a helmet, tie and leggings in the war zone, and logistics personnel are no exception. The order also applies to medical personnel and weapons repairmen in war zones. Officers who violate this order are fined $50 and soldiers are fined $25. Patton said half jokingly, "When you want to touch a person's pocket, his response is the fastest."

Despite this, some people disagree, and violations of discipline continue to appear. Barton, after hearing this, personally took the people around him, forcibly assembled those who didn't follow orders and reprimanded them. His words were inevitably very rude: "listen, everyone: I will never tolerate any son of a bitch who doesn't obey orders." Now give you a choice, either fine 25 yuan or send it to a military court for filing. Do it yourself? " These hapless soldiers have to admit their punishment.

Barton was born with offensive spirit. His favorite military phrase is: "The strongest armor and the most stable defense is to keep attacking." Therefore, he sneered at digging a bunker and thought it was "the hiding place and grave of cowards". To this end, he also did a stupid thing in the jurisdiction of Mr. Terry Allen, and was known as a laughing stock. When Barton visited Allen's army, he found that the army had dug many long and narrow trenches for air defense, so he was very contemptuous of Allen. As he strode, he shouted, "Terry, which bunker is yours?" When Terry Allen showed him his bunker, Barton went over, opened the curtains, peed in it, and proudly laughed at Allen: "You can enjoy it now."

Shortly after the North African War landed, Barton came to the beach, and Jemison, the captain of the beach service team, came to Barton nervously. His hair is yellow and red, his face is freckled and he looks tired. Barton shouted at him, "Damn Jemison, I don't want to judge who is right or wrong. But I just saw one of your ships run aground and the sailors abandoned it. If you can't do this job, damn it, I'll find another beach service captain, maybe another naval force. " Later, when Barton personally inspected the situation, he called Jemison again, called his nickname and said to him, "Red hair, I was so rude to you just now. Just forget it． Actually, I called you here to tell you what I think of your work. I think you saved the whole damn battle. "

/kloc-one summer night in 0/922, he took part in a horse race, which led to a chivalrous behavior. When he left the stadium in a convertible and returned to the hotel in Garden City, he saw three rough-looking people pulling a reluctant girl. They seem to be pushing the girl into the back of the truck. So Barton stopped the car, jumped out of the car, pointed a gun at those guys and forced them to let go of the girl. Later, I learned that the girl turned out to be the fiancee of one of them, and they just wanted to help her climb into the truck.

Later, when Barton smiled and told a fascinated woman in Long Island the story of his intervention for no reason, the woman asked, "George, why did you take a weapon to participate in the horse race of ordinary people?"

"I believe in preparedness," he told her. "I always carry a pistol, even if I wear a white-collar tie and a tuxedo."

1928+ 10 in June, according to the army regulations, General Smith had the responsibility to write an evaluation report on the performance of the officers left behind before he went to West Point Military Academy, and read out the bad comments of those officers who should be classified as unqualified in his opinion. He called Major Barton to his office for this embarrassing interview. Smith repeated in a low voice what he thought was the most unpleasant passage: "This man will be priceless in wartime, but he is a troublemaker in peacetime."

Barton closed his lips and stood motionless. He saluted at attention and said loudly, "Sir, I take these words as your highest praise for me."

Barton is an "accident-prone" person, but any unfortunate incident has not caused serious consequences.

Barton is on vacation in Huron Cape Cod. He drove his sports car from the proud crossroads to Topsy Stadium. As a result, the car turned into a ditch and pressed him under the car. 19 16 in Mexico, a gas stove in his residence exploded, and he was severely burned once.

When Barton was stationed in Fort Bliss, Texas, he was closely related to the big shots in the nearby cattle industry. He wore gorgeous clothes and took two pistols to pay an official visit to them. During an interview, he was standing drinking with an ox king when one of his pistols went off in the holster. In strict accordance with the border etiquette, the host ignored the accident, continued to chat and pour wine, and politely refused to ask Barton if he was injured. In fact, he was not injured either. The bullet missed his left foot by less than an inch.

However, during a patrol not long after, his conventional military automatic pistol went off and grazed his right thigh. Barton is bent on making his gun explosive. In order to reduce the force of pulling the trigger, he filed the firing resistance iron in the gun. In this way, his leg hit the hammer with a slight movement, and the firing pin of the bolt hit the bullet at once, causing a fire. His injury was not serious, but his anger lingered. Since then, Barton has always put an empty shell casing in the gun chamber to ensure that the gun never goes off.

Less than two weeks after he arrived in Fort Myers, he called the pastor here and instructed him to shorten the sermon time to a minimum.

"I respect God as much as anyone," he said, "but, damn it, any sermon won't last more than ten minutes. I guarantee that you can make everything clear within this time. "

The next Sunday in the church, Barton swaggered across the corridor into the church hall, and the spurs on his boots clicked. He chose a seat in front of the priest in the first row. When the sermon began, Barton took out his watch and looked at it. Eight minutes later, he looked up at the priest. Two minutes later, the sermon ended on time.

During the Battle of Ardennes, the weather was so bad that Barton called it his main enemy.

Barton is so confident in his superpowers that he is unwilling to obey those who talk endlessly about climate conditions and do nothing. He called Colonel James O 'Neill, the pastor of the Third Army, to his command post in Nancy for a special meeting, hoping to combine the concrete principles of military science with the incredible abstract theological concepts.

"Reverend," Barton said to O 'Neill, "I hope you pray for good weather. I'm tired of my soldiers fighting mud and floods as well as Germans. Do you think God can help us? "

"General," replied the priest, "to pray like this, you need a thick kneeling carpet."

"I don't care if I need a flying carpet," Barton said. "I just want you to get a good weather."

"Yes, General," Reverend O 'Neill said, "but please let me say a few words, General. People in my line of work are not used to praying for sunny days to kill creatures. "

"Reverend," Barton began to get angry, "are you here to give me a theology class, or a chaplain of the Third Army? What I want is to pray. "

"All right, General." Colonel O 'Neill said. Going outside, he asked Huggins, "What do you think the old man really wants?"

"All the general wants is a prayer," Hudgens said brightly, because he thought the whole thing was clear to him. "He wants it now. He wants to announce it to the whole army."

"Oh, my God," O 'Neill said, "it's not easy." However, he wrote the prayer completely according to Barton's instructions.

"Almighty God, the most merciful Lord, we sincerely pray to you, please use your greatest kindness to end this obscene rain that we must fight? Please grant us sunny weather so that we can take part in the jihad. Please listen to our soldiers with great compassion: we hope to enjoy your divine power, go forward bravely, win one victory after another, eliminate the oppression and evil of the enemy, and let God's justice spread throughout the world. Amen? "

God is not particularly eager to answer this prayer. It was not until February 23rd of 12 that God and his incredible wisdom thought it was time to stop raining and let the weather clear up. This timing is really wonderful, because Barton needs a sunny day at this time to reverse the situation caused by the bad weather before.

Barton was overjoyed. He called Colonel Huggins to his office in Luxembourg and met his deputy chief of staff with a big smile on his face. "Great, Huggins," he said loudly. "Look at the weather? This O 'Neill prayer really worked. Call him and I'll give him a medal. "

Reverend O 'Neill was still in Nancy. After receiving Barton's order, he hurried to Luxembourg. When he walked into General Patton's office the next day, the weather was still fine. Barton stood up as soon as he saw O 'Neill, and extended a hand to the puzzled pastor Colonel. "Reverend," he greeted O 'Neill, "you are the most popular person in our headquarters. Whether it is God or soldiers, you have a good relationship with them. " After that, he hung a bronze star medal on O 'Neill's chest.

After Barton bravely shouldered the task of countering the German surprise attack in the prominent areas alone, Eisenhower sent him out of the door. Eisenhower said to Barton half jokingly when he mentioned that he had just been promoted to general, "That's interesting, George. Every time I add a star to my epaulettes, I will meet the enemy's attack. "

"Every time you are attacked, Ike, I will come to protect your driving." He answered with a smile and made a face.

In the battle of crossing the Rhine, the British and American armies secretly launched a military competition for the limelight. "It is said that a very interesting thing happened in connection with this crossing," Barton wrote later. "The British 2 1 Army Group is scheduled to cross the Rhine on March 24th. In order to meet this earth-shattering battle, Mr. Churchill wrote a speech to congratulate Marshal Montgomery for launching the first attack on the Rhine in modern history. This speech was recorded in advance, but it was broadcast because of a mistake by the BBC. Unfortunately, our third army has been crossing the river for 36 hours. "

On the day of the battle, Barton, accompanied by his general, crossed the Rhine as a winner. When his car came to the middle of the pontoon bridge, he stopped to spit in the river-that's how he celebrated the event.

Later, Barton was invited to attend the opening ceremony of the Rhine Bridge in Mainz. When cutting the ribbon, he contemptuously refused to use a pair of scissors handed to him. "What do you take me for? Master tailor? " He mumbled, "Damn it, get me a bayonet?" He cut the ribbon with a sharp bayonet.