The General was being driven through the base when he suddenly barked at the driver.
"Stop the car!"
With a squeal of tyres, the car stopped, and the General got out and marched at a small group of troops painting a wall, the General well aware this task was exclusively used as punishment. Thus, he was sure of himself as he loomed over a scrawny young private.
"Did you give me the finger, Private?"
"No Sir, I was giving a V for Victory sign, Sir!"
Had the General recognised the English accent, he would have known that was a lie.
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