'Uh, Colonel, are you sure this is a good idea?' Hawkeye asked nervously.

'Sure it is,' Potter replied confidently. He handed the gun to Klinger. 'Now, point it at Frank.' Frank, on the far wall, whimpered. 'We all know Klinger's a good kid, and he'd never hurt. . .uh, kill anyone intentionally. This'll prove to him that he is exactly that,' Potter explained.

Klinger wasn't so sure. With the gun in his hands, the one he was so familiar with, loaded, and Frank, just a few meters in front of him, it was just so hard. Klinger lifted the gun up and lined up his sights. There was a loud bang as Klinger fired, and suddenly, Hawkeye and BJ threw themselves onto Klinger, to wrestle the gun away from him.

'Dang it. I didn't think he would do it,' Potter said as Klinger blacked out from a blow to the head.