"...Schmidt slide his K-bar from its sheath and buried it in the ground next to McClure. 'Best I can do,' he said."

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The Last Stand of Fox Company Publisher: Grove Press; First Trade Paper Edition [Paperback]

Tom Clavin Bob Drury (Author)





P. 193


"The scare from last night was fresh in McClure's memory and he begged Schmidt to bring him a weapon  any weapon: a carbine, maybe a forty five-caliber pistol . He thought it likely that the same frightening scene would play out again tonight.  Schmidt was sympathetic but told McClure there was nothing he could do.  The riflemen on the line needed every weapon they had.  As he turned to go, however, Schmidt slide his K-bar from its sheath and buried it in the ground next to McClure.  'Best I can do,' he said.  They smiled at each other, and Schmidt left the tent."