“Oy! Leona, what the f**k just happened?” a soldier who was driving the truck shouted to us at the back.
Leona shouted back, “Not now, Chris. And why the hell are we heading toward the center of this s**t? Aren’t we supposed to be heading out, as instructed?”
“Sorry, but we’re being chased again,” came the reply.
The other soldier, who now had his rifle in his hands, said, “Looks like we won’t be getting out of this easily.”
More enemy trucks were heading for us.
“s**t!” Leona swore. She rushed over and, with the rifle in her hand, started shooting again as she screamed.
We were trapped on all four corners now, and the one on our left drove straight at us, causing our driver to lose control of the vehicle. Suddenly, our truck crashed into the one on the right, veered off course, and
