Never Will I Die
There''s no pain, no theatrical agony. No screaming, no shouting. The kill shot is catastrophic and conclusive. I slump silently on to my knees and topple forward, head first, into the dirt. The lads have seen enough death to assume mine is instantaneous. The lights are out. That''s him gone.
Toby Gutteridge was only 24 when he was shot through the neck while operating behind enemy lines in Afghani...
There''s no pain, no theatrical agony. No screaming, no shouting. The kill shot is catastrophic and conclusive. I slump silently on to my knees and topple forward, head first, into the dirt. The lads have seen enough death to assume mine is instantaneous. The lights are out. That''s him gone.
Toby Gutteridge was only 24 when he was shot through the neck while operating behind enemy lines in Afghani...
