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           "Istillsaythetrenchisman’sgreatestinvention.Mykingdomforatrench."

           "Youcandigallthetrenchesyouwantoncewegetback.Myorders."

           "Isn’tthathowtheytortureprisoners?"

           "Mypensiontothemanwhoinventsawaytofastenyour-shit,it’sstarted!Don’tgetyourballsblownoff,gents!"Ferrellshouted.

           Thedinofbattlefilledtheair.Icouldfeeltheshudderofdistantshellsexploding.

           IturnedmyattentiontoYonabaru.AfterwhathappenedinPT,maybemydreamwasjustadream,butifYonabarudiedbymysideatthebeginningofthebattle,I’dneverforgivemyself.Ireplayedtheeventsofthedreaminmyhead.Thejavelinhadcomefromtwoo’clock.Ithadflownrightthroughthecamouflagescreen,leavingitintatters,allaboutaminuteafterthebattlestarted,giveortake.

           Itensedmybody,readytobeknockeddownatanymoment.

           Myarmswereshaking.Anitchdevelopedinthesmallofmyback.Awrinkleinmyinnersuitpressedagainstmyside.

           Whataretheywaitingfor?

           Thefirstrounddidn’thitYonabaru.

           Theshotthatwassupposedtohavekilledhimwasheadedformeinstead.Ididn’thavetimetomoveamillimeter.I’llneverforgetthesightofthatenemyjavelinflyingstraightatme.