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Private Bedros Sahakian
Journal Entry 12
June 16, 1932, Thursday
Those of us who had been on last evening's patrol were interviewed separately about the incident by Major Sullivan and some British detective who is part of the Municipal Police, Walkins or something like that. As directed I gave them my side of the story and they took turns questioning me for certain details. Couldn't help but feel like I was in one of the mystery dramas that are played on the radio.
Turns out that the pig of a man we confronted was a Spanish businessman newly arrived in the city like we were. Don't care to remember his name. The sooner I forget it the better. Anyhow, Walkins let me know that Fatso sombered up and claimed that he doesn't remember the whole thing. Maybe it's true because he was really plastered or he's just lying through his teeth.
What got my attention is that someone photographed the incident. Specifically the moment when our guns were pointed at the man shouting at us with a pistol in hand. It was on the front page of a local Chinese newspaper. Needless to say that caused a stir especially with the Spanish consulate in the city once they found out. Walkins explains that unless a deal is arranged, this will go to court, requiring those of us who were on that patrol to give our testimonies.
Not something I'm looking forward to. At least our team is not the ones that would be on trial.
After the interview it was arranged that Dog Company go to the Hongkew gun range. It's owned by the Shanghai Volunteer Corps but they let us marines and other troops of the settlement come for target practice with them. The boy Yi Shang came along and gave us the best shortcut to get there from our sector. Once we reached our destination he smirked at all of us saying.
"Told you so."
Little rascal thinks he's got everything figured out.
It turned out to be a great time. Not only did we shoot with our springfields and the sidearms provided to us, we got to fire machine guns as well. The latter were the Vickers guns used by the Commonwealth during the last war. I scored quite well on the rifle course but definitely need practice on shooting long distances with pistols. Robert proved himself again as our squad's best marksman, scoring dead center nine out of ten times.
Although he got some new competition with a quiet Siberian serving with the Volunteer Corps' Russian Company. The former bested Robert in a very close contest. They had all of us sweating with how intense it became. Afterwards the Ruskie who called himself Babkin offered to buy Robert a round whenever both of them had liberty. I think they're already friends by now despite the language barrier.
Of course I get the feeling Robert wants a rematch and Babkin is looking forward to it. There is going to be some high stakes bets made for their future contest.