Comrade in the Neck, a Bullet Whizzes Right Past His Friend's Head.

com moves to his friend's right, and a bullet whizzes right past his head. The next bullet hits comrade in the neck. Comeda daska, comeda, salaka, dataaka dala adavatancalenabe. He says to his friend, i'm dying. No, er's the supte. Come ester. I love you. A whas bat somaca in we left. Cameran was at two, i think. And er i drove to home after dropping comran off, to cover that battle.