“When the helicopter saw the women and kids outside it sent us messages back before you shot it down.”
“Do you have any heavy weapons?”
“I don't know what you mean by that, sir,” he responded. I cut off his right testicle. He screamed for a long time. Mom brought him an ice bag and put it on the wound and he calmed down a little. I asked him again. He said “We don't have any mortars or artillery, anything like that, no, and we used up the last of the RPG's we had just before we attacked your house. Goddamn, what the hell is that house made of?”
I asked him “Where are your sentries located in the perimeter of the town, in spider holes or in the houses that are boarded up?”
“They are in the houses which are boarded up. They have little spaces left that they can look out and shoot out.”
