The men waited patiently on the scramble net for my instruction...
Alright here’s the plan; we need to scatter them, and we’ll be in trouble if we don’t take them down quick, so I’m going to need...
...while I untangled myself.
Having held up the procession I hastened my pace to lead the charge.
Alright chaps, let’s do this thing!
Oh sweet mother of...
Who the devil is that?
Midshipman Leigh Roy Jenkins of the His majesties Royal Navy!
Die you filthy scoundrels!
Take that, and this!
What the bloody hell was that about?
I just bloody mopped this place.
Alright lads, NOW!