I looked death in the eyes

I looked death in the eyes.
I looked death in the eyes.
In front of the Delaat outpost, in the Lebanese direction, there was an observation device, and they told me to jump to the front.
The station, and put plastic on for protection. I jumped and put plastic on... and jumped back. Another
So, after a minute or so, there was a missile heading towards the outpost...so I thought the terrorist
The Muslim, put a cross on me, to intercept, but he got a little behind. And the missile arrived. There is
To think about work. Maybe I'll go to the employment office and work for the minimum wage, because...
It's possible, and I'll write the software even faster, on weekends, or in the evenings.
The state may give, but it is a matter of sacrifice. We must work, and earn, and slowly
Slowly there will be a boss, and I will work, and there is no shame at all. I will also carry out the project alone,
And there is, and suddenly there is life again... Perhaps the lawsuit against the neighbor is also a solution.
Good. Another judge. Adult education...and then Hezbollah, which launches missiles at outposts,
Threatening lives... I asked: Why does the government send people to risk their lives?!
Why would I waste my time in Lebanon, for free? Working might be a solution. Pension
IDF disability, of course, is also a point, I'll try to make it that way. I was in Laaka, in Lebanon, and was shot.
Missiles on me. "Such a battle shock." Also operations in Gaza. So I will consider myself an IDF invalid. No
Shame. This is normal respect. In total, it's both a sting in the eye, a real injury, and fragments.
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Effort, and the shock of battles....1 missiles Dalata, South Lebanon. Red Line outpost. We,
Team Nov, 98 Givati Raven, traveling in convoy, for first operational employment
our.