Recover Lirah.
Right. Inihanda ko ang pagkaing niluto ko para sa anak ko. It's near lunch. Mamaya na ako ulit iiyak.
Naligo ako at naglinis ng ilang sugat,maya't maya napapangiwi ako sa tuwing dumadampi ang bulak sa isang sugat na galing sa L115A3 rifle.
Nagsabayan kami ng isang sniper. Natamaan ko siya sa ulo,dumaplis naman ang tama niya sa balikat ko. I winced as I remembered the image..
It's shocking that a local terrorist in Syria, grown so big that they start to access high caliber rifles like L115A3 that was actually use in British Army and Royal Airforce. Of course, some higher up's, and absolutely the ISIS were funding them.
Still they are amateur. They had the best guns, with amazing free floating barrels. Luckily, they don't know how to use it. Sniper is a born trait. It's not necessesary that you are born with the skills, you pick it up through learning and experiences..
Most enemies had informal trainings. Mostly, Local citizens,that was brainwashed and join the insurgents for some food. The ulitimate reason of war, poverty add with lack of education.
And this is the cruel reality.
Sometimes, I ask myself if my life worth the while. I'm killing life to save a life.Walang katapusan at walang kabuluhang giyera na hindi ko lubos maintindihan kong ano ang dahilan. We just need to follow and follow and follow orders. I know the bottom line that higher up's is just using us as a pawn. A shield for their personal greed and political afflictions.
Still I choose to be a soldier sacrificing my family for that matter. I chose to save civillians,for them to see hope and life once the war ends.I lost my self and all in return.
Minsan ayaw ko ng lumaban. Sobrang pagod, sobrang puyat,gutom at sobrang dami ng sugat. Kabi kabila ang patay at minsan gusto ko nalang humiga at hayaan nalang kung anong mangyayari.
Sa panahon na yon, maiisip ko sila. Si Thunder ,ang asawa ko at ang anak ko. Muli akong tatayo at muling maghahanap ng puwesto para sa shooting range kahit halos hilo pa ako sa huling pagsabog. At muling papatayin ang kahit na sinong kalaban na mahagip ng mata ko.
Gusto kong bumalik sa pamilya ko. Gusto kong makabalik lahat ng civillian, na wala namang kinalaman sa gulo na manatili at makabalik sa pamilya nila.
Walang pinipili ang giyera. War knows no gender, race,status and age.
Lahat damay, lahat puwedeng mamatay. Children were burried along with their dreams six feet under the ground. Yong iba hindi namamatay sa bala kundi sa gutom.Maraming dalagita din ang nagagahasa at ginagawang s*x slave ng mga rebelde at itatapon sa kung saan kapag nagsawa sila. Ilang sundalo ang nadadakip at tinorture,pagkatapos ay isasabit sa tulos para hindi pamarisan.
On the other side ,there's the obvious reason. They are hungry.And it's stupid . How can I kill somenone who join the war for that reason.But they decline treaties and peace talks,and killing other people will never be an acceptable excuse. Kahit ano pa ang ipinaglalaban nila.We have to kill those who kill innocent people. They chose to be an enemy,trapped in baseless war mainly because of hunger. Religion, Race and politics.They had their choice, we also have our choice. It's us or the enemy.
I ask myself often times.If I wouldn't do it. Who else?
We are all bound to our duty and love for humanity. We don't care anymore what'the higher up's is up to. There is a life that needed to be save, if we wont save them no one will going to.
And we ended up ,killing those hungry, brutal ,brainwashed enemies. And it's sad. There are realities we can't control. That's how cunning the world is.
I manange to went home. Sa daang sundalong nakipaglaban ng isa't kalahating taon sa Syria at halos isang taon sa Iraq,isa ako sa suwerteng nabuhay.
Nakauwi nga ako at ito naman ang nadatnan ko. I lost everything. This is ironic. Life is so f*****g ironic. It has given me its best shot. At pakiramdam ko nasa giyera parin ako dahil sa sakit na nararamdaman sa nagdaang oras.
Nag ring yong phone ko.
Big boss calling.
Mabilis kong dinampot iyon.
"captain"
"snow white"
Napangiti ako. His image pop up on my mind. Ang kapitan na ginawa ang lahat upang makauwi kami ng buhay.
We we're not be enlisted in the elite team, the navy seal, if we are not bad omens.
Mga masamang damo ika nga.
"how are you? "
Ibinalik ko ang gamit sa kit.
"what? You really asking me that? "
"why not, I miss you"
Napatawa ako.
"is the captain flirting with me?"
Naalala ko kung gaano siya ka brutal at kasungit sa kampo. Halos hindi ngumingiti. Madalas niya rin akong sigawan sa tuwing nalulutang at nasusugatan. Parehas kami ngayong nandito sa Pilipinas dahil tulad ko, may lahi din siyang Pilipino.
"We're outside now. I can well.. Sort off"
"ohh shut it CAPTAIN"
Natahimik siya.
"whatever..i locate it. "ilang type sa computer ang narinig ko. "Vaccini Memorial School"
Ngayon alam ko na kung saan pupuntahan si Zam.
"Thunder Machman, the owner of Machman Empire. A conglomerate, and a member of kodac. Well, he is actually a head. Your husband is not a regular person"
"you search for him too? "
"He filed a divorce one year ago, and he petition for your removal in Kodac"
Humigpit ang hawak ko sa cellphone. So he is serious. Me out of the kodac. This is no joke at all. He really want me out of his life.
"What now Snow White?"
"I have initial plans but I dont think it's still necessary. Im really confuse right now,"and hurt
Ilang segundo bago siya sumagot.
"call me when you need me. I can be a friend. Not a Captain"
"thank you"
"don't mention"
Natapos ang tawag at muli akong nanghina.
Recover Lihra.