Firebase

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they pulled me out of the ditch.

-I was still on fire.

-Here?

Yeah. Here.

In the jungle.

I was like...

here again but on fire.

Like they pulled me

out of South Carolina

into Vietnam.

A lot of my buddies

were along the river bank.

Bracken, let's go!

Come on!

He's raising the dead up.

Like ghosts.

He's making their...

their insides...

like, hard...

like a cockroach.

They look like spiders

or something.

I asked if anyone else

had seen their...

the god.

No one else had.

Thank you, Sergeant Bracken.

Corporal Bracken

will be flown

back to the States,

enrolled in MKSEARCH,

and his name will be stricken

off the rolls here.

He'll officially be MIA,

along with the 318

other Americans lost at Tarheel.

As of this moment...

Firebase Tarheel never existed.

Get some rest.

We head out

in a few hours.

I don't sleep anymore.

Try.

All these men...

they're gonna die tonight,

you know that, right?

I'm not sure you care

if these soldiers live or die,

You don't even care

if you live or die.

Maybe that's

how it works.

Who are you?

What are you becoming?

These details are slipping away

from you, aren't they?

I can help.

I have...

these dreams.

More like visions.

Trying to tell me something...

I can't understand

what it's saying.

It just sounds like noise.

I spoke to soldiers

in your previous unit.

I've heard all the accounts

about you.

"Hines isn't meant to die."

"Hines is protected

by a divine hand."

Objects were put in your path

to shield you,

put there to protect you

at exactly the right moment.

To shield you from

the right piece of shrapnel.

It's almost as if life itself

knew you were coming.

The universe keeping you alive,

saving you,

as though it has a plan for you.

And the river god?

That man you're

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