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Chapter 31

 

As long as we humans will have weapons; we will have wars!!!

If you are shouting for peace, then prepare for battle against weapons first. Get rid of weapons, then what we will get? We will get really nice fists fight which will end probably in some knockouts here and there and maybe some one or two dead. But give the simplest weapon ever created; a knife, and you will see death and carnage everywhere.

Now let´s picture this; two groups armed with grenades and full auto assault rifles getting at each other, what will get? More deaths than the upper two situations combined, even uglier, more cowardice, without honor nor courage. I really sometimes wish we go back to the swords fight age so at least I can see the person who will stab me and kill me, at least I can look him in the eyes and tell him it was a good fight and he deserved to win.

Instead of now a days fights where you get shot in the head without even knowing where the fucking bullet came from? , without even knowing how your enemy looked like? What age? Man or woman?

There is a nice saying in Latin, the original Latin of the expression”if you want peace, then prepare for war”. It come from “Epitoma Rei Militaris” by Vegetius(”Publius Flavius Vegetius Renatus”).

In Latin it says;”Igitur qui desiderat pacem, praeparet bellum” or you can also say;”Si vis pacem,para bellum”

So to all of you people out there shouting your lungs out for world peace, read what stands up there, and please attack the main reason instead(weapons).

The second tower got hit!!!

I was so shocked and saw how the plain virtually disappeared in the tower and exploding out on the other side of the tower in a ball of fire that you would see in some Hollywood movie. Then I knew and confirmed that this wasn´t an accident, this was planed and was planed really well.

I hanged up the phone when both towers were collapsed, saw the people jumping committing suicide, and watch how the towers went down to the ground with monstrous cloud of dust of melted iron and concrete.

My other friend called me(in the same unit in the army), told me he just got called in, I told him; bullshit we just begun our vacation.

Him; I don´t know either but I guess this is serious cause they told me to come at once.

Me; I was talking with the comm. And he went on call he received, so I don’t know.

I hanged up and received a call from the camp immediately telling me to join at once too, Meta came down and asked me who I was talking too, the dad asked the same and the mom asked the brother who I was talking to and her brother asks her who was  I, who is that filthy foreigner  and what is he doing here, and all the voices kept on rising and rising until I said SHUT UUUUPPPPPP!!!!.

That was my army base, am being called over there, and by the way for you mr. Ferry ”her brother” ;I am born and raised Dutch you fuckface, and now I guess it´s my time to take my leave, pleasure to meet you sir and ma´am, I went out and Meta followed me out. She hugged me and told me no matter what she will be waiting for me.

I came to the base within six hours, and saw the rest of my unit there too. We were called into a meeting and after that we flew to Germany, from there to Saudi Arabia from there to Qatar and to the final destination Pakistan.

From there we entered Afghanistan; we a mix of deferent countries, all Special Forces and we all belonged to NATO troops.

 the epic journey finally beard it´s fruits and the ultimate test now was, get in one piece and come out as a winner in one piece.