100 mile round trip through hostile territory.

Land mines.
Manpads.
Scorpions.

“For a 12 year old piece of Syrian
pussy?” Blip said. “Fuck.”

He was the Captain, but that didn’t mean we had to like it.

100 mile round trip through hostile territory.

And snipers. Long
guns behind every
fucking boulder.

Land mines.
Manpads.
Scorpions.

“For a 12 year old piece of Syrian
pussy?” Blip said. “Fuck.”

Nobody else would say it.
But we were all thinking it.