Oh, I've followed it a bit, you know. Ever since the Inchon landing, this international conflict business has held a certain charm to it. Or, at least it has for a old dog like me, but then I remember the days when you used to have to get close enough to see the stitch of a man's collar to kill him dead. None of this push-button oblivion.
Not to be too bold an advertisement, but I might know a place.