Yeah the CO had some fantasy of getting a rug for his office.
Might have happened if the regiment had recruited from more rural areas and had some poachers etc with in the ranks being mostly suburban types who’d never hunted anything. Nobody fancied coming face to face with sheer Kahn’s lazy South American cousin.
So an elderly goat was brought claymore mine 700 ball bearings with a pound of explosive behind them was set up next to goat and section hid up trees big cat jumped on goat and got blown to smithereens while being riddled with bullets think they found part of an ear.