Look here, Chaps, we're in a bit of a pickle.
We're surrounded, cut off from HQ, no ammo, the lads are exhausted and frankly half of them are too badly wounded to fight.
It's looking pretty bleak, I don't think we can hold out much -
- Hang on. What's that noise?
... it sounds like diesel engines! It can't be!
REINFORCEMENTS!!!!! WE'RE SAVED!!!!!!
Oh, crikey, it's only an inch long.
Corporal, do you still have that white sheet? Be a good fellow and stick it on a pole, would you?