loner's heaven

Well, just some random writings...

As the sun climbs slowly up the hill, the first ray of sunlight shone down at the tents. But we have already gathered on the empty plains, waiting for the next instruction. The previous night was basically a night spent in hell.

The enemies retreated, but it was a costly battle. Who would have expected our last night here to turn out to be a long one?

*Boom! Grey matter splattered onto the wall. A hole had been made in the head of our commander. There is no time to be shocked.

"Get your stuffs, boys! Get ready for battle!" I shouted. The camp woke with a jump start amongst a rain of bullets that were spraying on us! It's an ambush. "Kill 'em...!" Our men were charging forward. But it was strange. Why is it that the enemies are not advancing? If they are here to take us down, why are they not charging at us?

It was too late. The first few men who ran outside got blown to bits. "Fuck!" land mines were already planted outside our camp and we walked right into it!

"Mayday! Mayday! Air support, NOW!" Mat screamed into his walkie-talkie. A bullet hit his arm. The phone fell onto the ground. Our buddies were falling one by one and it was virtually impossible to see where the attackers are. One hit to the head. Snipers.

"Get into shelters! They've got fucking snipers all around!" I yelled as I dragged Mat into the medic's tentage. It was chaos all inside. Blood was everywhere on the ground and medics were scrambling all over.

A corporal was hit in the thigh and his lips were pale. It was obvious that he was really shocked by this whole episode. "I don't want to die! I don't want to die!" he shouted as he held onto the medic's arm. "Save me!"

Pte Tan walked into the tentage looking restless. "I saw Lim gotten blew up! Right before my eyes! We're going to die! We're all going to die! As he walked around the tentage, he kept repeating the same line. But there was something unusual about him. Blood was flowing out of his ears, nose and the corner of his lips. His face was flushed.

Suddenly he collapsed to the ground after coughing up blood. A medic rushes over to perform CPR on him upon the ceasing of his breathing and pulse. But once he located the landmark and did the first compression, blood sprayed out of the casualty's mouth like water being squeezed out from a balloon. His body was as soft as a spongecake. The impact from the blast must have shattered his internals.

At the other end, a sergeant grabbed his rifle as he approached the exit, "I'm going to kill those bastards!"

By this time, a lance corporal stopped him. "Are you going to get yourself killed?! You'll be dead meat the moment you step out of here, you get it? Dead Meat! Just like a dead cow!"

By this time, the familiar sound of the fighter jets came ringing above our head. *phew, boom!* Bombs landed. lighting up the hills. A familiar voice came through the talkie. "We've got it settled. Sorry we're a bit late"

The soldier who got shot in the thigh had died from excessive bleeding. Many more were blown to pieces or already got a hole in their head. We got out from our tents. The medics plugged their dog tags from the bodies as they held back their tears.

It's already 6.30 in the morning. The planes are coming to fetch us. I heard a soldier whispering in his shaky voice, to a dogtag in his hand, "We're going home, buddy. We're finally going home..."

posted by yang @ 4:19 AM