Near Qusair, SyriaI
t had taken Major Ariya Zana four days after a harrowing escape across the Lebanese border into Syria to find a trustworthy rebel unit. She was being treated with suspicion and condescension by the Free Syrian Army unit fighting in the Qusair area, but at least they were not Hezbollah or Iranians. She’d spotted plenty of those units along the way, but skirted them quickly while seeking information on her own Kurdish volunteers.
Now she knew they were still in the fight. The FSA commander told her they were reportedly operating about 35 kilometers to the east on the flank of the coalition territories. Zana planned to move in that direction at nightfall. She wandered toward a desk in the corner of the abandoned building she found with intact electrical service. The phon
