There was a grunt and a clatter of equipment as Sinbad threw himself down at my side. Sweat glistened on his bare arms, and I could see tendons contracting and relaxing as he squeezed off bursts from his M14. The motion was hypnotic, like a snake about to strike. Perhaps, when all this was over-
No. Concentrate. Focus on the mission. Survive.
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Wednesday, 26 March 2008
What Really Happened at Tuzla?
You've heard the story. You've seen the video. Here's the definitive version...
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