“Say, I really like Thing X,” said the private, who was Jewish or from a southern state.
“That’s dumb. You’re dumb,” said the other private, who was the opposite ethnicity of the first private. “You’re such a racial epithet.”
Later, after tossing around more ethnic slurs, they searched for food or booze, fooled around with native women, and did something undisciplined to enrage their CO. Their CO was a buffoon or a despot.
One of the privates got killed.
The end.
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That saves me a lot of time. You notice, of course, that novels about more ordinary people behaving moderately don’t exist.
The best war novel I ever read was Starship Troopers, though I haven’t read that many. It might be because of the sci-fi aspect of it.