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Message: <blockquote data-quote="The Shaman" data-source="post: 2604960" data-attributes="member: 26473">Cleaning and binding the pellet wound is a simple matter for Marcel – removing the pellet later will be trickier. Vidal continues to fiddle with the radio knobs when suddenly a voice comes through the static. “Tango 31, Tango 3, report!”The prisoner is quiet as Marcel works, staring at the floor and swaying back and forth very slightly. The slap brings his head up immediately. His watery eyes are wide as he looks at the medic. <اللغة العربية, العربية>[spoiler]Please, I don’t know anything! I had nothing to do with this! You must believe me![/spoiler] </اللغة العربية, العربية>. The Arab licks at dry lips.Babaye is quiet as he is carefully loaded into the truck by Normand and Asmussen, next to the injured gendarme. The Senegalese caporal-chef settles onto the floor of the truck with a deep sigh, then looking at Normand asks, “What happened, Mador? Are there more casualties?”“A child?” Nedjar says with surprise. He puts a hand on Pyotr’s shoulder before the Ukrainian can push on the door. “Be careful,” Nedjar says flatly, “it could be an ambush. They use the children...” The Algerian places his hands on the door, then nods to Pyotr. “Be ready.”</blockquote>