Freddy: I remember it vividly, when we were exhausted. We were a mile away from our base. Those commies chased us like monsters though. We couldn't call air support, most of the pilots were already at base. We realized that if we got to the base, the Vietcongs would just find it and open fire. So we ran, until we had lost them. I was exhausted, though. We had found a safe space, and we planned to rest. Then a bullet hit Bonnie. He collapsed in my arms, and I started to cry. He was dead. My dear friend, casually murdered heartlessly in a second. It was at that very moment, I realized. War was horror. It was murder. Big ego rulers sending millions to die just as an excuse to win an argument. I ran, and I found my base. 6 months later, I was home, but I've always felt empty since.