THE PREDATOR By Stephen Scott, D Coy 5/7 RAR, Darwin
There was an idiot called Riviot at the 5/7 Garry Holmes Club in Darwin. Riviot had a tat on his stomach that said “Predator”.
Don asked, “What are ya? Some kind of rock spider?” Riviot ran back to the lines, grabbed a broadsword and came back to the boozer and tried to cleave Don’s head in with it. Don deflected the blows with a bar stool. There are stories about Don that he once ran a digger to death and that he rigged his caravan with a booby trap but how gospel the last two are, I’m not sure.
If your flank march is going well, the enemy expects you to outflank him.