Letter. 17
... one time our comrad was captured and we could see him and a gook had a knife at his throat ... and i couldnt use my browning or kill them both ... and i was a terrible shot with my makharov .. and as we crouched in the jungle my friend Les handed me his M-14 .. he knew i would take the shot ... not him ... not anyone else ... he knew i would take the shot .. so i shot that gook right square in the head ... but of course a firefight errupted and that boy was killed ... but i remember most is Les handing me his rifle ... he had ultimate confidence in me ... Les knew i wouldn,t miss ... but of course everything turned ti shit ... but i made the shot ... HA !!!!
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