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During the enemy turn are the train whistles and disappearing units signs of an operations movement?

Yes.

Mr. Frog,

It certainly is a Train, or multiple Trains. Elvis on a couple, CCR, and we know Johnny "Heard a Train a Coming".

Is this train the Frankfort Special
Now ain't this outfit something special
Well, we heard rumors from the bases
Frankfort girls got pretty faces
Go, Special go. Blow whistle, blow
Frankfort Special's got a special way to go
Whao - oh - oh

Now when we get to our headquarters
We'll be good boys and follow orders
Now don't take girls from one another
No! No! No! No! No!
We'll treat a sailor like a brother
Go, Special go. Blow whistle, blow
Frankfort Special's got a special way to go
Whao - oh - oh
Round wheels singin' on a long flat track
Boiler bustin' to blow its stack
Towns and villages flyin' by
Farewell frauleins, don't you cry
You'll soon get another G.I.
Come on, train, and get the lead out
Well, one more day we gotta sweat out
Frantic frauleins
Train, train, comin' 'round the bend
Train, train, comin' 'round the bend
Well, it took my baby, but it never will again
No, not again

Train, train, comin' down, down the line
Train, train, comin' down, down the line
Well, it's bringin' my baby 'cause she's mine, all mine
She's mine, all mine

Let the midnight special
Shine a light on me.
Let the midnight special
Shine a light on me.
Let the midnight special
Shine a light on me.
Let the midnight special
Shine a ever-lovin' light on me.

Where's Desert Dave and Immer Iwtas?
-Elvis

nonono

I hear the train a comin'
It's rollin' 'round the bend,
And I ain't seen the sunshine
Since, I don't know when
I'm stuck in Folsom Prison
And time keeps draggin' on
But that train keeps a-rollin'
On down to San Antone

When I was just a baby
My Mama told me, "Son
Always be a good boy
Don't ever play with guns, "
But I shot a man in Reno
Just to watch him die
When I hear that whistle blowin'
I hang my head and cry

I bet there's rich folks eatin'
In a fancy dining car
They're probably drinkin' coffee
And smokin' big cigars
But I know I had it comin'
I know I can't be free
But those people keep a-movin'
And that's what tortures me

Well, if they freed me from this prison
If that railroad train was mine
I bet I'd move out over a little
Farther down the line
Far from Folsom Prison
That's where I want to stay
And I'd let that lonesome whistle
Blow my blues away