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You fucked up You shouldnt a shot meNow I know youre fucking bluffing You cant kill me, Im the only one who knows what you want to know, you slopehead gook motherfuckThe revolver was cocked again. The muzzle was placed back against Allenbys forehead. The man took up the slack on the trigger. Allenby knew that he should be afraid, but pain, shock, and adrenaline were conspiring against him. All he could do was laugh. Dai Ta someone shouted. A newcomer. He was jabbering something in Vietnamese, too fast for Allenby to understand. The colonel chuckled in response. Something exchanged hands. It seems, smirked the colonel, That I have a reason to keep you alive a little longer. He thrust a manila envelope into Allenbys face. What is thisI I dont know, Allenby said, staring past the envelope into the colonels eyes. Ive never seen it before in my life. Lies growled the colonel. It was in your backpackAnd more He turned the envelope around. Do you see this This is the symbol of your Central Intelligence AgencyOh shit. For the first time since the Viet Cong had captured him, Allenby was afraid. I have I dont know what you mean, Allenby protested. More lies You are no soldier, you are an American spy He struck Allenby across the face with the packet of papers in frustration. I ask you again. How did you find these tunnelsA map Allenby said, then immediately bit his tongue in frustration. A map Ah I see. The colonel laughed cruelly. Very clever of you Americans. He shuffled the papers together. Doubtless, if I line up this triangle with thisHis voice stopped abruptly. Allenby smiled. Sir one of the guards asked. Tuan, the colonel said slowly, then something in Vietnamese. Probably, Come take a look at this. After that, things got a bit chaotic. Allenby didnt see what happened next. He could barely even hear it through the heavy cell door. He didnt have to. He already knew. He knew that the confused murmuring that turned into panicked shouts were the colonel and the guard forcing some poor sap to view The Image. He knew that the scratching sounds were an infected individual scratching The Image into a wall, with a knife or a key. He knew, when the screaming started, that the infection had gone terminal. It was half an hour after the dying started when the colonel burst back into the room. He was waving the packet of papers in Allenbys face. Tnpsc Group 1 Study Material. LOOK AT THIS he screamed. LOOK AT THIS, PLEASEAllenby just closed his eyes and smiled. Sergeant Allenby, serLOOK, DAMN YOU, LOOK The colonel forced Allenbys eye open with his fingers and pushed the image into his face. LOOK, PLEASE, for the love of GODAllenby smirked. The smirk became a low giggle. You never noticed, he said, shaking his head. You never noticedThen the colonel did notice. Emerson Prolink Ii Software'>Emerson Prolink Ii Software. Both Allenbys eyes were glass. 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