While everyone made their way to the open fields, I somehow managed to get the women and children to another village and asked them to stay put for some days. I regretted every single bit of my actions and words at that point in time, keeping the loved ones away from one another.
(The villagers now know what they were heading towards, but little did it break them. They gathered all the ammunition they had to, and marked their checkpoints and bunkers to make things easier for them.)
I’d love to say this but, each one of them worked throughout the night to make sure, nothing happens to their beloved home. I realized how close these people were to each other, and it wasn’t astonishing to my senses at all – they all grew together.
(There was a stun-silence all around, making every village a bit curious, as to what’s causing this silence. Many had predicted that something is coming their way, but some of them denied it.)
Did you hear that? I sensed something moving through the streets of the village. What could it be?
“I’ll go and check what is happening up there. They have an added advantage because they’re at a height, so it will be easier for them to plan an attack on us, so when I come back, we will begin to head up north to gain some height” he ordered.
(He went up through the fields and managed to observe the movement. Little did the forces know that he was one of them and was equipped with most of the gears. He looked all across the area through his night vision binoculars and came across some men guarding the corners of the village and some sniping the area from some height. It was enough for him to know that the forces came with a plan and the villagers would need a better understanding of how to fight this war.)
“Everyone! We are surrounded by their troops, and to have an advantage over them, we need to gain more height. You all need to know that it is our home, they don’t know how to tackle their surroundings, and we have to use this to our advantage. They might come out to be better but it is all on us, how we react and fight” he addressed.
I saw things up there that I only saw in civil wars. It is going to be ugly, I might lose hope but what commands our strength is the ‘reason to believe’.
There were some boxes of explosives, and all we had were old rifles. We had outdated gears, but they were not aware of this situation. It will be unfair for all the villagers, if I said ‘we already lost the battle’, because they had been putting all their heart and energy in getting prepared.
(Suddenly the villagers heard some gunshots in their village. He knew it wasn’t any villager, but someone from the forces because no villager had an automatic gun. The curiosity was evident on everyone’s face. The villagers were attacked by several questions such as, ‘did they leave anyone behind?’, ‘did anyone from the group leave and went to launch an attack?’, ‘was it an animal that got shot?’, ‘what just happened up there in the village?’ it made everyone a bit nervous.
(He only had the support of not more than fifty people, who would fight against such forces. He knew the possibilities and potential outcomes but how does it matter, when everyone’s objective was the same. While the whole group headed up north, it was all down to their positions and places they’ll set themselves up in, to keep an eye on soldiers guarding the village.)
“Everyone here, we will attack in waves from two different directions. I have some explosives with me, and we just need to use them as decoys. It is really important we hit them once and hard enough for them to believe. We will only get limited opportunities, and we need to make use of them. This is your home, and it’s yours. We might fall down to our knees, but respect every man fighting next to you” he said.
“You two, take positions here”.
I’ll go and spread this wave for you. Remember – all your eyes should be on my hand”.
“Wait for that gap”.
“Alright, let us take positions”.
(Eight people were involved in the first wave attack.)
(He gave them their first signal to attack a single bullet at their targets. While eight bullets were fired, he threw the grenade at the other end of the village to create a sense of confusion.)
(Six soldiers were killed with mere eight bullets and their first wave attack was a success. Everyone changed positions and ends to make matters a bit difficult for the soldiers, but he stayed put. He was left with only two grenades and this time, it was all up to the men of the village to make decisions.)
I stood at my position, while everyone went onto different ones and for the first time I saw hope. I stayed and I just hoped while we were preparing for our second wave attack. This time I was a spectator to their decisions. If we blow up, we are done, but if this wave works, we break in the village.
(And, there it was, he gave further signals to shoot another round of eight bullets. This time around, the soldiers knew about the situations and were much aware of the on-going activities. The villagers played in a smart way, and shot seven soldiers this time, while he threw yet another grenade at the other end, so that the confusion gives the villagers the time to regroup and take new positions.)
I waved at the villagers to get in the village from the northern end (where the first attack was launched). I had the last grenade in my hand, and all I had to do was, throw it in the hub bunker.
I managed to do that, though.
(The soldiers kept up with their shooting, but this time they prepared explosives. They weren’t just explosives, but explosives thrown at ten different positions at the very same time, not by soldiers, but by an automated turret. The third wave was a suicidal objective to consider, but they had to decide quickly, whether to fall back, or to remain in the field.)
I ran to my new position, that was within the village, right next to the southern bunker. I couldn’t give orders to the villagers or let them know about the turret present in the village. I held out my binoculars to see if there were any other turrets present in the vicinity, and there it was, another one at the eastern end of the village.
It was getting difficult with every moment, so I decided to regroup with the villagers.
(As soon as he decided to regroup with everyone. One of the villagers entered the turret’s area, and got multiple shots through his body. The active turret made the other soldiers watch out for such activities. This was the first time the soldiers knew about the villagers’ positions, and what happened next was something, which wasn’t planned.)
(They shot the remaining seven villagers out of nowhere.)
“What in the name of God is happening here?”
(In a matter of five minutes, the soldiers moved in, and spread wide enough to locate the other villagers, and speared their bullets through them. All of the villagers were left vulnerable and shot mercilessly by the forces.)
(He went down on his knees, asking God for mercy and answers. He blew everything up. He blew their positions unknowingly.)
(Back when he came across a device in his jacket’s pocket (A Passage Part I), it was the GPS device, which remained at the same place. It remained in the jacket, and one of the villagers wore that jacket. The forces had nothing to do but to plan this big move on executing the men present at the position shown in their tracking device.)
Everything’s finished for me. At that very moment I lost this battle and gave up. What will I say to their families? What about their daughters, sons, mothers and fathers? Am I to be blamed for this?
Who will take such a responsibility?
(It was the darkest hour in the history of innocents being killed for no reason. it wasn’t his fault, and it’s important to know every effort that he made in the favor of the villagers and their ambitions. Such events are happening in every country, in every state with every native village that has been there for centuries. The government takes the initiative of taking the land from such people, and when they retaliate, they’re tagged with a term – Terrorists. We have made such native people behave in an aggressive way because they know if they won’t retaliate, they might end up with nothing and zero options. Such forces are deployed to perform these kinds of activities to clear the area so that the government can utilize that very space for commercial benefits.)
“Remember, try to go through the roots next time you come across a terrorist activity at a native hideout, before drawing your final conclusions”