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Pain. It was the only thing she could feel.
Blistering, searing hot pain. The agony licked at her like the flames of a scorching white hot fire, eating away at her body. She couldn’t move. If she made even the slightest of movements then the pain would double tenfold.
She could feel the sticky substance of blood running down the side of her face and its coppery tang made residence in her mouth. It felt like she was lying in a blood bath, the liquid of life lying all around her body. She could feel it beneath her, coating the ground and painting it a crimson red.
What scared her the most was that she knew where the blood had come from. It had come from the gaping hole in her stomach.
She couldn’t remember much about how she got here, lying in a puddle of her own blood, but she could recall bits and pieces.
They had been called on mission, team eight that is. It had seemed rather simple really.
All they had to do was transport supplies from Konahah to Suna. It wa
SweepAs soon as he stepped into the open field, he slung the minesweeper from his shoulder and pointed its nose to the ground. It was old, worn and heavy, and old and rough, calloused and breaking, and old. The metal between his hands was cold and chilled his fingers. If he was not careful he could step on the very mines he was trying to find. They would have to pick up the pieces of his body and to send the tags home where his wife would cry and hold his son and daughter close with nothing to show them of their father but a piece of metal engraved with "Ajeet Singh".
One sweep, than another.
This war had taught him to never trust open spaces. Open spaces were where the mines were planted, where Prets lay in wait. France was green and damp just like the uniform he wore. It had been days since he was separated from his unit, and now the Allies were breathing on his neck, searching for POW’s, searching for the enemy of which he was one. &
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