I dreamt that the U.S. military had to switch weapons to use them much like in a computer game. in order for weapons switch to be successful though, they all had to be in synch in one big line dance (like a Sir Roger de Coverly) with however many thousands in a row getting it right. Donald Rumsfeld would call the moves and explain it all to the onlookers; however it was impossible for one's eye to take in the entire line. when everyone moved correctly, which was not judged by a human but rather was a constraint of Nature, the weapons would switch along with that little echo-y "chnnnnnngk" sound that you also hear in computer games.

I was looking on almost from the end of the line, so in my viewpoint the guys were almost in profile.