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We're supposed to go up, go down, load 'em, and go up again. It's always the same. a rythem. You get used to it after a time. I was always afraid of being shot down, but I kept going. I hope those two boys I picked up are all right. Oh, God! Why me? People are depending on me. I didn't get hurt too much, but I can't... *Tries to get up.*

*"Don't get up. You'll hurt yourself."*

*"Isn't that one of our chopper pilots?"*

*"Yeah. He brought in two men, got close to the heavy fighting, shot down there."*

*"How're they?"*

*"B.J.'s operating on at least one of the two. ask him."*

Oh God, oh God oh God. Lord, get me through this. I've just gotta go back. It's my duty. Thinking about those poor, half-dead boys in the mud out there,...I had to go over there...they said there was to much for me...(I didn't listen. but I had to save those two. I know they would've died. Hmm. Maybe they did. At least I gave them a better chance, but still, at what cost? Ahh! My head! I can't think anymore. I don't know if I can sleep though...I'll tr...yyy...

*Drifts off into a restful, healing sleep.*