+ 09/10/1922 + A + tragedy been a while since my last post, more than two months to be exact. It's been a long time. Many of you have thought my absence was due to he was dead. I understand. It is logical, since after my last post, things did not look too good. I'll tell you what happened after the entry of July 17, then you will understand everything.
On 18 I was awakened by Eusebio bit early. Not remember the exact time. This as just spoke to me and just told me that breakfast was on the table, that once ended, would have to search. So I did. I took the damn coffee flavored rays and went after him. I looked through the halls of the shelter and even in summer, but no sign. I did not give him until I met his wife, because it was her who brought me to the room where he was. When you open the door, I found him sitting at a small table, doing something about this. The light was very dim here, but I soon see all that kept the room. It was a veritable arsenal of weapons. Piled almost had weapons of all kinds. Shotguns, rifles, machine guns ... of all kinds. There were also several wooden boxes stacked closed. Eusebio invited me and I entered the room looking in detail, so I said
"Wow, I did not know you were so well equipped. You are full of surprises" . Expected at least a smile on their part, but not totally serious, he replied
"Much of the arsenal from a shipment that went to Reus. We found him in a pick-military on the highway. Apparently, the slow themselves between Reus and carrying military cargo. At least, I infer, as the military were in the pick with his guts out, I know ... I need your help to do some things ". When he said he would help, I noticed I was doing at that little table. Above this, there was a strange machine with a lever, which was manipulated. I asked
" they want to help? To all this, what is that machine and you do with it? ". His answer was
" This machine is for you call reload ammunition, and that's what I'm doing. I need that while I do this, fill those bottles with gasoline and they put a rag in his mouth. Molotov cocktails, we ... ". I looked surprised, but I know that I missed, because I knew that was the issue and wanted to do that. I got down to work and while reloading ammunition Eusebio I devoted myself to fill glass bottles with gasoline. When I prepared the seventh bottle, he said he did not need to fill more that were more than enough. I hesitated to ask because it was obvious that was not his best day, but wanted to know what was the plan to follow, so I asked
"What is the plan to follow? Would you have thought? " . As if I had not spoken a bullet filled with gunpowder, developed and assembled the machine, then replied
"What is the plan? Easy and simple. We will hunt them like wild boar. We're going to draw from their burrows and we will bring down one by one. That's the plan ". I was a little surprised by his response. It was a very poorly designed plan and, therefore, dangerous. I asked if it was safe to do so. Asked that bad time. Eusebio glared glares I almost cried and then I
"What if I'm safe?! You ask me if I'm safe?! My granddaughter is dying in the room next door and you dare to ask me that! Of course I am! Do not be the slightest doubt of it! ". I do not know which side I'm on time, but Eusebio was silent a few seconds and then apologized. He told me to forgive him, he was very disturbed by situation and that I had no guilt. I accepted the apology. I know how it feels on your skin.
Eusebio Hours passed and I spend all day in the room. I was helping as much as I could. So Andrew appeared. This came with weapons in hand and apparently had been watching from afar the camp of the traffickers. Andrew Eusebio began to tell "
There has been no unusual movement in the camp, man. They are all there, including Joshua. (as I said Eusebio, Joshua was the one who treated us during our visit to the camp)
have not left the camp for nothing, except kids who have been running around outside. They have not even gone hunting or raiding to Tarragona. Maybe today do nothing, although much remains day ahead.'s cousin has been there, watching. If there is a rare movement I will communicate by walkie ". Eusebio
asked "Have you looked at what I said?" ,
He replied "Yes, as they thought. The material I have in a shanty town of the post along where businesses closed. We'll have to start the fire by the west, since it is the far side and the fire soon run up where they keep the merchandise. Give us time to find and remove boxes without problems ". From here, I can not remember much more. I did not at noon or early afternoon. The next thing I remember is during late afternoon, a few hours of sunset. I had filled my backpack with ammunition and prepared the rifle, when Eusebio came into my room and told me
"We do not use that rifle for this, right? Wait, I'll bring something better ". did not realize that was wrong with my rifle. When he returned, he threw me another rifle, a little longer and with a telescopic sight.
told me" This will come in better, especially for the role you are playing around this. When we get to camp, I will explain. It also has more ammo capacity than the one you wear. Come, take what you have to take, we're going ". When he left the room, stared at the gun and was quick to recognize. It was a rifle Dragunov
. I know because a few years ago, I read articles on rifle, but I never thought would have an opportunity between my hands. Who I was going to tell me in those years ... Trustee for a few minutes the gun to get familiar with the gun and its machinery, and when I understood more or less running, I hung my shoulder and left the room. When I came into the room, I found a very bleak picture, which made me sad. Andrew, his cousin and Eusebius were with women and children. The women wept and embraced, while the children were asking questions without understanding anything. I saw Andrés kissed one of the children while this was wondering where he went. The older child said
"They leave and never return. Will die like all die, how he died Dad ". The silence in the room and no one dared to reply. My heart sank to see that child to pronounce those words.
Eusebio said" Of course we will return. We are not going to happen, you'll see, dwarf . I walked away toward the outside of the room, thinking the words of Eusebius and that Bethlehem would have been there to say good-bye to me and ask me to come back healthy and safe. Wow ... that felt nostalgia ... indescribable.
waited outside, next to the cars until the three left. I saw that their faces had tears. I dared not utter a word, I just got one of the cars and remained silent. They were hard times for them, so I kept on the sidelines. Like the day before I got on the utility, but this was Eusebio who got into my car, putting him behind the wheel. Andrew and his cousin got into the truck. As we got underway, Eusebio something out of her shoulder and gave it to me. When I looked it was discovered that there were two pineapple grenades. told me "if you know not to use them. It's as easy as removing the ring and throwing. Of course, air date to be thrown or not to tell" . It was an explanation that I needed. Who does not know the mechanism of a hand grenade. We traveled with cars on the road we travel the day before. Occasionally watched Eusebio. I was very nervous. His upper lip quivered slightly every so often. We had a little driving, when the truck stopped in front of us. I thought we were near the camp, but I saw it anywhere. Apparently, we had stopped far from the camp with the intention not to be spotted by them. Eusebio got off the car and spoke "Good. What we do is simple. Erik, you go with my son to the little hill. Apostéis I want you there with rifles and as they begin dating, elimináis. No matter who they are. Andrés I will skirt the town and we will make cocktails out. That will be the signal for you begin to shoot. Then, under your coverage, when all is more or less clean, we will enter the material. I know my son has a good shot with the rifle, I just hope that you too have it, Erik. We, each in their posts ". But Andrew quickly approached us and told us before we alejásemos " Joshua is mine. Do not kill if you have a shot ". I nodded my head and the son of Eusebio and I ran towards the hill. I was a little off and I was starting to get dark. While running, I asked " For Indeed, what's your name? It is not a good time for such questions, but you do not already know your name ". This replied Manuel. My name is Manuel ". I said almost in a whisper " As an old friend ... ". It took a while to reach the hill, but when we did, we moved hidden in the foliage of the trees and look for a good firing. I situé lying against a rock ledge. parapet This would help me from the camp if we were caught and shot us. Manuel stood a few feet from me, also lying and her sniper rifle about. From this position we could see the whole village chabolero. I prepared the sights of my rifle with the appropriate increase and began to sniff around the village. What I saw was this. A few meters from the entrance of the village had a guy sitting on an old refrigerator. This was smoking and with an assault rifle at his side. At the door of one of the shacks that pulled smoke from the chimney, there were three old fat potato peeling what seemed. Further inside the village, walked about three individuals, who, with their weapons slung over their shoulders, talking and laughing. Then I looked for the position of Eusebio and Andrew. It cost me find them. I saw the run, hiding behind the bushes and a bank. Were some distance from town, but close enough to attack. Manuel told me "Nervous, Erik?" , to which I replied "A little. But is not the first time I do this, so I'm a bit immunized in regard to nerves" . Manuel, still looking through the sights of his rifle, he said "I envy you. I'm terrified. I've never shot a man alive, but I hope it's as easy as shooting a boar or a slow" . I remained silent, but replied "Well, it's more complicated. But the harder it is meant, in the conscience for the rest of our days" . His answer surprised me by bluntly: "For me, in this case, that's what less. I will not have any regrets about ending all you can. And I will not have compassion or consideration on whether shooting a woman or a child. I do not expect you to understand, but if you were in our place, you'd understand. The town that are not human, are vermin, wild beasts. They would do the same with us. In fact, we already have done much damage and I'll make you pay for it, ". At that moment we were alerted by screams coming from the camp. When I looked, I discovered the west in flames. Several shacks were burned and people out of the house to see what was happening. I could see Andrew and Eusebio as throwing a couple of cocktails and retreated. It was the signal. The first thing I did was to open fire on the guy who had more to shooting, which a few minutes ago I was sitting on the fridge scrapped. This is already in place, with his gun in hand and noting happened. I placed the crosshairs of my looks over his head and pulled the trigger. Recoil made the butt of his rifle violently hit my shoulder, but I could see my bullet hit the target. I hit him right in the head and saw his head explode. Manuel said "Good shot" , but I felt a deep disgust me. I had to psych that those people were like the Skull Korps. Unscrupulous people, people who hurt other people, people that were left in this world. Only then rallied to keep shooting. Manuel fired several shots which I think were right on target. I looked for a new target and found it on several individuals running toward the fire. Fired several shots, of which only two were right on target. One of these individuals fell wounded to the ground, but finished him off. My focus went over women and children, but not fired. I could not. Manuel if he did. He was shooting at anything that crossed his scope. I emptied my magazine and I started to upload this. While introducing the bullets one by one, from the village shots rang out. My fears were confirmed when Manuel yelled "Shit!" They have been discovered and are firing! Air Date in charge, dammit! " . Load as fast as I could and went to target with my gun. I watched as men bet on parapets at the north and fired. His shots were aimed at Eusebio and Andrew, which ran through the bushes, hiding and returning fire. I directed my shots did these men played and Manuel did the same. Those who were visible were killed, but we could not hit those who were hiding in the houses. It was then from the position of Eusebius and his nephew came a flash followed by a bullet that hit a the slums, which exploded and jumped into pieces. Finished with a hand-held rocket launchers. Manuel screamed in joy and in that moment, a hail of bullets hit our position. I bowed my head as the bullets struck the rocks and pieces of these I jumped. Manuel shouted that we had discovered, but when I looked ... when I looked at was lying face down and with half his head shattered by a bullet. The cursed everything I could and more, while a new burst of bullets came up my position. If not changed position was a dead man, so I stepped back crawling through the bushes and looked new firing position. My new position was on a ridge, the bushes and under a pine tree on the side of the hill. From here I looked at who we had identified and shot. I soon find out who they were. From the roof of several shacks were men stationed several heavy machine gun position. These bastards had been preparing well for an assault of this kind. One such individual was firing the gun to my old position. I pointed and shot, but my shot was not enough and it found my new position. While the canyon again, he fired a blast that I did not give me a miracle and shocked by my surroundings. One or some of these bullets hit the trunk of the pine where I hunkered down, splitting and tree cayéndome almost over. Thankfully, this tree was a sapling and did not weigh enough to crush me. I fired again and this time if I reached my goal. The man fell down and hung the machine gun. Another new blast did blow another shack. While individuals of the guns concentrated their fire on Andrew and Eusebio, I was eliminated one by one with accurate shots. When I finished with them, shooting at the camp ceased. Now quiet reigned between fire and debris. I hesitated whether to go there or crouching down. Suddenly, I heard something that came from my former position. It was like a voice. I thought it was impossible for Manuel still alive, that shot had been fatal. I climbed the hill silently, then I discovered that the voice came from the walkie Manuel. Carefully I turned the body and release the walkie belt. The voice sounded again. Eusebio was saying "Manuel?" Are you there? " . answered a "yes" and told me "Down to the village with care. Seems to have ended with everyone, but we can not trust. We will meet at the hut where they keep the material" . Not had the nerve to say that Manuel was dead. I put the walkie and started off down the hill. When I got down, I left the rifle between some bushes and pulled out my gun. For this occasion was more comfortable and lightweight to use the gun. Gradually I got closer to town. It looked like a mass grave. The bodies were scattered everywhere and had to be drawn to my step. When I reached the venue, I was shocked to see that someone out shack. Then I pointed my weapon, but it was Andrew, who told me "Uh, put the gun down, outlaw. Where is Manuel?" . I did not know that answer, but my silence spoke more as if he had made clear. His face was transformed by time. I said "Do not say anything to my uncle." Not yet ". Eusebio left the hut and stared at me. At that moment I thought I had heard everything, but no. said "And my son, Erik?" . Do not know what to say. Andrew passed me, saying "It has been on the hill. It is covering" . I do not know how far it is good to lie in these matters, and that sooner or later have to tell the truth and then the blow is stronger. Andrew said "I'll get the truck. The load and go the hell out of here" and walked away. Eusebio asked me to help remove boxes shack. Upon entering, I saw her lying on the ground the fat body of him who laughed heartily at us on our last visit. This was a shot in the head. Eusebio started to help lower boxes and look inside them. At the end we found that we wanted. Two large boxes filled with packs of insulin. Continue to seek and find one more. We took the boxes and we get outside. We were leaving on the floor, we were surprised when a noise. We look forward rapidly, but did not give us time for anything. Absolutely nothing. The roof of the hut closest to us had a gun pointed at us, which gave a burst of lead. I could see most of the shots hit the body of Eusebio, which flew backward covered in blood. The latest blast bullets were for me. It felt like hot lead I crossed the shoulder, arm and right thigh. I fell down to the ground. From here, enduring the intense pain as he could, raised his arm to point my gun, but it was impossible. I felt a tremendous weight on the arm that I could lift and aim. In the gun I saw Joshua. Her look was a look of hatred. On its front flowed a stream of blood that had soaked his shirt. She gave me these words "Cursed son of a hyena" and moved the gun, pointed a gun. He had no more time. Before he fired a bullet through his head, followed by the sound of a shot from distance. His body fell from the top of the shack to the ground. At that time, I twisted in pain on the floor as I pressed hard on the shoulder wound. To make matters worse, a couple of bodies around me began to revive. I crawled to the wall of one of the slums and holding the gun with my left hand, shot them. It took nine shots to finish with the two marauders. The ranchera with Andrew at the wheel first appeared. This low with a Dragunov in his hands and ran toward me. He asked me if I was okay and told me that he had killed Joshua. When he discovered the body of his uncle, broke out to mourn. Quiet afternoons, but when it did, I went to the back of the truck and loaded the boxes. Then got in the truck and began driving toward the shelter. I went all the way writhing in pain.
When we arrived at the shelter, I pulled off the back of the car and carried me on their shoulders. I could see the tremendous pool of blood I had left in the truck. While I had the halls of the shelter, I saw women at the bottom of this. They began to scream and shouted at them to hide Andrés children. We arrived at the salon and Andrew knocked me on the table. The three women began to ask Eusebio Manuel, and Andrés shouted "Dead! All dead!" . They went off to mourn and Eusebio woman leaned against a corner of the room, dropping. Continued in a more relaxed "And if we do something for this guy, also will be dead soon. Bring me clean water, gunpowder store and gauze, gauze many" . Nothing moved, it was as if they had not heard. The next thing I remember washing my wounds Andrew and saying "You're lucky, the bullet in the arm and thigh have you glancing. However, the shoulder has hit you full, but still so, you've continued to have luck. The bullet has passed you and has exit. Bite this rag, this is going to hurt ". I put a rag in his mouth and a knife opened by a bullet. He poured the powder into the wound of the shoulder and pinned with a lighter. It gave me time to do anything, just to hit a bellow and writhe, while I held her tightly and told me "Hold. This has been to burn. Stop the bleeding ". The pain was so intense that I fainted. The next thing I remember is waking up in a bed that was not mine. A much more decent room. He opened his eyes, I discovered next to my bed to a girl blond hair, watching me. I was shocked and tried to move, but a sharp pain ran through my wounds. This girl, seeing my reaction, took a crutch and hurried out the door. Then came Andrew, who told me "Wow, you're awake" . I asked him how long he had been asleep, his reply left me speechless: "Nearly two days.'ve Been delirious, but eventually you get lower her fever. By the way, that girl was my daughter," . I told him I was glad that her daughter was well at last and sat at the foot of my bed. Began to speak: "Yes, it has improved a lot since I have your insulin. But still not quite right. I thank you for all you did for us and I'm sorry I treated you so bad since you arrived. I know I have no excuse, but I hope you at least understand the situation that was happening. My daughter was dying and I could not help it. In the end, we could fix it, but at what price ... ". Here bowed his head and shed many tears. I asked him that they were carrying others. He looked at me said" How do you think? For fatal. My aunt attempted suicide yesterday. I took the knife from his hands when he went to cut the veins. Manuel's wife has not left the room since then, even to care for their children. I watch her play that does not make madness. My grandmother did not speak to anyone. Children do not stop to ask about the grandfather and the children of Manuel, by his father. He has broken the family. It is the second blow that we took from my other cousin died in Tarragona. If not overcome it. And I have to draw strength from where I have them, because now I am the leader of the family and if I fall apart I, all will go to hell. I hope not ever pass by my situation. Yesterday I had to return to camp again to end the reanimated corpse of my uncle, Manuel take the corpse and bury them both. How do you think I feel after doing all this? Like a shit. And I feel guilty over. I keep thinking it was me and only me who had address the issue of my daughter. Thus, at least, they would be alive and my family alone would have had to endure a loss in the worst case. If it were not the mainstay of the family, now I fly brains. But I can not. I can not nor should ". After this little talk, which I tried to console, Andrew left the room and I was alone with my pain.
The days are gone sooo slow. Too . I spent several weeks bedridden, barely moving and with great pain. Then I started doing small food outlets in the room. Then I started to walk through the shelter. A few weeks ago I've come to the outside of the shelter. After many weeks locked up in here without seeing the sunlight, when he finally left, I could barely open my eyes. Ached horrors, as they were accustomed to darkness. My wounds have improved a lot, especially the shoulder wound. Not long ago, I took the points Andrew. I this being a horrible scar, but that's not important. With regard to the minds of all, the thing has not improved much. Eusebio's wife is almost a lost soul and her mother, more of the same. Normal, has torn apart the family. Manuel's wife is no exception, but she has channeled his grief by focusing on their children. Makes every effort to ensure that they do not have time to lament the loss of his father. She carries the punishment of all. And Andrew ... Andrew is very busy in ensuring everyone. I can feel relieved to see his daughter well, but depressed by the loss of his uncle and cousin. On the other hand, it is amazing the change that has made this guy since I met him. Has gone from being a cantankerous person someone who cares about everyone. Now, his dealings with me is exquisite. In all this time I've been here, has not stopped worrying about my wounds and change the dressings regularly.
Since I got out of bed and started to return to normal, I've been pondering something. I will abandon the search for Ivan. As I leave here, I go straight back to the side of Bethlehem and others. Is a long time who know nothing about me, something which was not in my plans, and what is going wrong Bethlehem. It is possible that I've given up for dead. I am sorry for Ivan but I have done everything that has been in my hand. Furthermore, the time has passed, if not back to the 'Church' is that something has happened. It pains me to think, but it is what it is.
Such
which I see my state, and as I improved, I think this week or next I will resume my course. No other thing I look forward to getting back together to Bethlehem and to kiss her. Patience ... It's a matter of a few days.
- Erik -
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