The place was in ruins. Debris lied everywhere. It was a disgusting scene to observe. An injured soldier was lying on the floor, groaning in pain and agony. I could smell the stench of blood in the air, and the air tasted bland. There were no emotions at all in the area. There were just blood and dead bodies lying around. As I stood by my fellow soldier who was in extreme agony, I felt a solemn cloud hanging in the air. I knew I had to fight for my country, even if I had to die. I had no choice.
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