My perspective.
In the brisk morning of the Iranian mountains, there were still patches of snow covering parts of the ground. There were blue jays in the pine trees by the road singing, on the ground there were little rabbits and squirrels doing their usual, gathering acorns, bark, nuts, and bugs, for year to come. All was calm when out of nowhere a large brown and green military transport truck meant for transporting troops in the back, passed heading up the hill. In the back was five U.S marines, by the names of sgt Michal, prvt James, prvt Sarah, prvt Matthews, prvt Karen. They were the unlucky prisoners of the war. They were being driven out to be shot and executed on the top of the mountain.
Sgt Michal's perspective.
"Do you have any idea where we are going", asked Sarah
Not at all I said, after that there was a long silence for most of the way up, I think everyone was just worried about what was going to happen, but of course it was obvious. The road is getting really rough now I think we are almost to the top I was thinking to myself. The truck came to a screeching halt it was sliding around as it was on ice.
Prvt Karen's perspective.
The truck has just come to a quick stop, when all of a sudden three Arabian looking men had opened the rear entrance of the truck. They started yelling at us in Arabic, us just going off of what was happening kinda understood what there were telling us, so they started to grab us violently trying to get our bruised and scratched up bodies moving, they were constantly hitting us like you would hit a oxen to make them move faster. I was the one farthest in the truck. Once I got out it was like having cold water being dumped on me in the morning. Matthews had started yelling, "you cowardly fucks get you fuckin hands off of me". Eventually they had given up on trying to push him around. Even though we were about to be mercilessly murdered, I tried to remain calm I told myself that everything was going to be okay; even though I knew it wasn't. I started to look around where we were there were trees as far as the eye could see hills everywhere and down in the middle there was a valley, of nice tall green grass in it all surrounding a large river with a nice sandy shore bordering it. The sky was nice and blue with no clouds which surprised me considering how cold it was. We had been walking for about fifty yards now and were all of a sudden of a cliff, it wasn't a rock cliff but just a steep hill. I started to hear Sarah start to panic, she wasn't begging for her life simply just started trying to break free of the man's grip, but with no success, she had given up. We had just gotten to the edge and I started to hear James pray. I don't know what he was saying but it brought a tear too his eye. I hadn't heard Michal say a word almost the whole time. I started to wonder what he was thinking. The men had just let go of us and started to speak Arabic yelling at us I got the memo and started to go down on my knees. Everyone except for Michal the men pointed their ak-47s at him and continued to yell at him, after a minuet of yelling they started to shove Michal to the ground. Right as the man had grabbed him he took his handspun the Arabian man around and taken his gun. All of us had not realized it because we were facing the other way, we thought that he had subsided to what they wanted. So in one swift move Michal attempts to shoot them with the man's gun. He pulled up on it because it was on a black strap that went around the man's shoulder, and fired at them, they not retuning fire because their man was a human meat shield. That is when everyone had jumped to their feet. And turned around thinking we were going to find Michal dead it was the complete opposite all of the other men were on the ground in the soft dirt, lifelessly. Sarah ran up to Michal and given him a hug, we all went over to him and thanked him." I've never been more worried in my life" said James. As we were all talking we had sat down in the soft dirt looking out over the hills. " The whole time that we have been up here I've worried about what my wife would do if I died like how would she make payments for the house and more importantly how would she care for our son" said James. Sarah respond with "it would be hard for her to do all of that but she would understand that you did what you did, you did for her". A few minutes later of silence I hear rustling in the sand, so I look back "Michal, he getting away" Michal quickly gets to his feet and takes off after him, almost slipping a few times at the start because of the sand. The Arab man gets in the truck and starts to move right as Michal got to it, he starts to try to get in the front door but it was going too fast and he slipped off and started to roll a little. As we had just started to run up to Michal he seemed to have an embarrassed look on his face. We all thanked him for even trying considering he was the one who saved us and actually ran after the truck.
When we all got back to the place we were sitting before, we just stayed there for about an hour thinking what we were going to do. It was already getting dark out so we just decided to stay the night right there on the top of the mountain, forgetting that it would get really cold. So we had taken off the outer part of our uniform and laid it on the ground and slept under the trees.