The sky may not be that dark and ominous over this great piece of land. As I look down and I rearrange the helmet too big for my head back in the middle of hell, hell that I still can not get used. Around me mortar shells, hand grenades thrown and received, strangled cries of souls that escape quickly from the bodies of my companions. I turn back again to see a way out, a chance to escape but apart Vassili the third platoon trying to get back into the guts I do not see viable areas. I feel a bullet whistling near my right ear, swung around the trunk, take aim and fire, is the third kill today, I became pretty good I think, I crumpled up behind the big rock next to me and I get scared.
To my left I feel Turay scream comes out of cover while to get crystals dying down, but I do not move, I'm still scared for my cruelty; compress their ears with their hands to escape back to all this, fly anywhere away from here. Pass a minute, maybe I go two, back to hell, Turati is lying with his face in the ground right next to crystals.
enough, I go, in whatever way I'll go now. I take the helmet to see better, Fuck them all, I run. Start running in the opposite direction of the enemy retiring fast and agile bodies and the cries of my fellow sufferers, in the distance an endless row of trees waiting for me. But suddenly my race ends, I hear a roar and I find myself on the ground, and now the eye is looking at the sky, I do not feel anything, nor shoot, nor crying, I understand that the bomb exploded nearby, too. I
an inhuman effort to lift his head, just enough to discover that the legs and the torso have disappeared as if you were the victim of an illusionist. The strange thing is that I do not feel pain and that consoles me, I'm relieved because it so I can live the last moments and briefly recall the good things with clarity. I have time to think about just one thing, that you will slowly slip off her dress flax flowers while I tell you I do not start anymore, it was a lie is true but I do not regret, I knew that sooner or later I would have paid
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