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| Source: Captured enemy-documents |
The staccato of gunshots grew sharper as Victor frantically
scoured for a good hiding spot. The night was pitch black, and
they could hardly see anything inside the house.
It was a dawn raid, and from the sound of gunfire from
the attacking government forces, he knew the enemy was
steadily advancing with deadly precision. The selective fires
coming from the enemy made Victor more fearful. Gauging how
disciplined the attackers were in their gunshots and precise
in their maneuvers, Victor knew the enemy were not regular
infantry troops - they were specialized troops who were experts
in warfighting.
Victor, though not having experienced any gunfight before
that night, had the good gut feel that it would be the end of them
if they failed to defend their position, or quickly escape towards
the jungle. For Victor, the latter was the better option under the
circumstance.
There was no point in trading gunshots with the enemy. It
would be futile and to their detriment. If they did, they would
have just practically informed –courtesy of the flashes from the
muzzles of their rifles– the enemy of their exact location. Hands
down, they had to run for their lives.
Seeing a slim opportunity to put up a good fight, Victor and
companions made the dash of their lives towards the forested
portion of the village. They ran as fast as they could, with utter
disregard of the uneven terrain and what could hit them along
the way. It was a run for life.
“Hindi ko talaga alam kung ano gagawin ko. Pinaghalong
gulat, takot, at sobrang pagod ang nangingibabaw noon sa
akin pagkatapos ng buong araw na gawaing-masa. Yun ang
pinakauna ko makaranas ng barilan [I really don’t what know
what to do. What I felt that time was a mixture of shock, fear,
and physical exhaustion after a rough day of mass work. It was
my first time to experience a gunfight],” Victor revealed.
--THE WARS WITHIN (2020/Copy&Share)
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