Chapter One

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"Target four. Wanna take the other truck?" The soldier nodded, "Roger."

"Move by the truck. Move in right there." The soldier responded, "Roger. He's wounded. Hit him."

"Start hitting the truck. Get the truck and him. Go forward of it and hit him."

"Roger."

"Go ahead and store that. Another guy moving right through."

"Good. Fire. Hit him." The soldier replied.

Soldiers were yelling at the Iraqi, "Get down on the floor. I said, down! Down!"

"You! Down! Now! Let me see your hands. Let me see your hands!"

"Get the hands over your head. Over your head!"

"Get down. On your knees. There. Stay there. Get your hands up. Get your hands up!"

"Get down."

"Shit, there's a kid in there." Tord said to Paul. Paul rolled his eyes, "That's not our problem." Tord growled to himself, "None of this is our problem." A soldier shouted at a local couple, "Get your hands in the air!"

"Hey. How's it going, little man? You all right?" Tord smiled at the boy. The boy pulled out a gun and aimed it at him-

BANG!

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