I am the infantry, follow me.
Not a foot soldier, we’re much more you see,
we’ll take the fight to the enemy.
I am the infantry, the first of the three.

I am the cavalry, follow me.
A modern horse soldier in an apc,
charging straight forward to the enemy.
I am the cav, the most daring of the three.

I am the armor, follow me.
The arm of decision I’ll always be.
When the going gets rough, call on me.
I am the armor, the best of the three.

Armor, cav and infantry
rush headlong into the melee
breaking the lines like an angry sea
deep into enemy territory.

Approacing a crossroads, what do we see?
The area secured by three lonely MPs.
Directing us forward, how can this be?
How long have they been waiting for me?

What a crazy person an MP must be.
He has no firepower or armor like me.
And I thought everyone followed the three,
armor, cav and infantry.

I am the MP, don’t follow me.
You don’t want to be where I will be,
guarding the crossroads, waiting for the three
just my partner, a sixteen, a sixty and me.

With the objective taken, wait and see,
no one will remember the lonely MP,
who held this ground so they could run free,
but that’s my job, supporting the three.

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