"fourth point of contact".
I like that! A nice way to put it. It has a pleasant tone of erudition which hangs on an infantryman like the bracing scent of diesel exhaust...
"On the most exalted throne in the world, we still sit on our arses" From "In Harms Way" I think.
Yeah, that's a good one...I was a boneheaded newbie 'cruit (brand new in country) scout in Germany the first time I heard it...directed at me! We were always hounded, for safety reasons, to maintain three points of contact (two feet, one hand) whenever we were doing maintenance atop our tracks, Bradleys, and the tankers on their tanks. Whenever someone got caught sitting around (shamming out), his sergeant yelled at him to get off his fourth point of contact and get to work. Yeah, I'd been shamming.
Scouts Out! Cavalry Ho!