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bodies he’d just killed.
    "They were shooting at us, so they’re hostiles. Is there a problem with killing the enemy?" His voice was angry.
    "None, you did the right thing, but there could be civilians up there, women and children."
    He nodded his understanding, his face serious. "Ach, ja! It would be good propaganda for the Taliban if we killed them. I will be careful."
    Talley wondered would he ever understand. The German was almost a throwback to the barbarians who'd slaughtered the Roman Legions in their tens of thousands when they’d dared to venture into the dripping forests the savage tribes called home. They were legendary fighters who would kill anyone who dared cross their path, including an entire Roman Legion, wiped out to the last man. Cruel fighters. Men like Buchmann; warriors, born and bred from birth to kill in orgies of brutal, bloody slaughter.
    He grinned to himself and put the problems of Heinrich Buchman on the back burner. The men were bringing out the prisoners, each accompanied by an Echo Six trooper. The going was difficult. The explosion had smacked into the prisoners’ weakened bodies. He sighed. There just hadn’t been another way. Guy gestured to the shambling group to wait, jogging forward so he could speak without them overhearing.
    "The blast hit them hard, Boss. Two of them have internal injuries, and I’m talking real serious. I guess their bodies were just too sick and weak to withstand the shock. I’m not sure they’re going to make it. They could even hold us all up, and stop us getting the others out. What you want…"
    Before he could finish, they heard more gunfire, and the sound of two grenades exploding in quick succession. Buchmann. He turned to his number two.
    "Heinrich just ran into trouble. I want you to come with me and deal with it. The rest of you, move.”
    He swept his eyes over the men who were helping the POWs.
    “Get those men out of these caves and into the fresh air as fast as you can. As soon as we've finished here, I'll call in a Medevac helo. In the meantime, let me make one thing clear. Every man gets out of here. We don't leave anyone behind. No one."
    He turned back to Guy. "Let's go. If we're going to get those prisoners away, we'll need to clear out the opposition."
    He started running toward the gunfire. Guy called softly from behind him.
    "I'm sorry, Boss. I wouldn't leave anyone behind. It's just…"
    "I know all the arguments, but those poor guys deserve a chance, and besides, I've never left a man behind in my life, and I'm not about to start now, end of discussion. Let's go kill some Taliban."
    "Copy that."
    Hermann and another trooper were defending the fork in the tunnel, shooting back at a hurricane of gunfire from further inside the cave system. The German gave him a curt nod.
    "It'll be hard to hold them here. I sent the other man to bring up the Minimis. We'll need machine guns to hold them back. When they counterattack, we could be in real trouble.”
    He nodded, but it was only temporary. Once the demolition charged detonated, the problem of the Taliban defenders would cease to exist. He looked around for Drew Jackson and called him forward.
    "Set your charges here. Enough to seal those bastards in, but not enough to kill us all."
    "I can't use a remote detonator in here. The interference is likely to either detonate early or not at all. It'll have to be a timer."
    “Understood.” Talley glanced up as the prisoners approached. All were being helped, and two of them were coughing blood. It looked real bad, even worse than he'd realized.
    Somehow, I have to give these men a chance to live after all they've suffered.
    He looked back at Drew.
    "Here's how we'll do it. Time the charges for one minute, but wait for my signal before you start the countdown. Hermann, when the Minimis arrive, lay down a curtain of fire on those hostiles along the tunnel, and tickle them with a couple of grenades. We'll hold the prisoners back until the