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The 11th BRIMLOCK DRAGOONS!
"We ain’t much on paper. A single regiment, a dozen companies, a few detachments of support. Bits and bobs. Not much on paper. But you take a million men and you throw them into the fight. And you keep ’em fighting ’til for every ten you started with you got only one man left. ’Til just the toughest, just the smartest, just the bleedin’ luckiest are still breathing. And then you send them out again. And of the ten men who thought they were tough, nine find they weren’t tough enough; of the ten who thought they were smart, nine find they weren’t smart enough; the ten who thought they were lucky find their luck runs out. Imagine who you’ve got left after that. And then you send them out again ’til you’ve only got one in ten of those still kicking. That’s us. That’s the Brimlock Eleventh. We ain’t much on paper, that’s true. But that’s the only place we ain’t."