I recall, once (as it proved too expensive) that whilst in the Brit Corps HQ, occupying a relatively small piece of German real estate, it was fed into the exercise scenario, that we, Corps HQ, were a target for a Scud battery; now, what constituted a Scud battery I can’t quite recall - say 2 x launchers?
Anyway, the idea was that we would practice a “Crash Out” - an emergency departure before we met a fiery death. It was announced over the speakers in each Staff Cell in the following manner:
“Hello all stations, crash out now, crash out now!”
What followed was mayhem; documents and maps flung into the back of the office trucks, tentage either thrust in after them, or even abandoned, camouflage nets ditto, communications cables left trailing as the several score or so of office trucks all left at some speed in clouds of exhaust smoke amidst the cries of the abandoned.
Now, technically, as this was all underway, a duplicate HQ known as Step Up, probably some 20 miles or so away, ran the battle while we at Main HQ, underwent the above torment (just for info, while Main was ever on the move, say to a new location Step Up became Main, and Main became Step Up).
Now, we all knew that Sov missiles carried large-ish war heads as their CEP was never that good, but to consider 80Kt impacting, x 2(!), would have I should think, meant that both Main and Step Up would have perished, let alone a large chunk of North Rhine Westphalia! I mean, bloody hell!