So they've got us surrounded, good! Now we can fire in any direction, those b*****ds won't get away this time!
I want to go where the guns are!
We're surrounded. That simplifies the problem!
Where the hell do you put the bayonet?
There are not enough chinamen in the world to stop a fully armed Marine regiment from going where ever they want to go.
Old breed? New breed? There's not a damn bit of difference so long as it's the Marine breed.