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"
You
tell
us
,
Tenente
,
"
Bonello
said
.
I
was
very
angry
.
"
The
whole
bloody
thing
is
crazy
.
Down
below
they
blow
up
a
little
bridge
.
Here
they
leave
a
bridge
on
the
main
road
.
Where
is
everybody
?
Don
’
t
they
try
and
stop
them
at
all
?
"
"
You
tell
us
,
Tenente
,
"
Bonello
said
.
I
shut
up
.
It
was
none
of
my
business
;
all
I
had
to
do
was
to
get
to
Pordenone
with
three
ambulances
.
I
had
failed
at
that
.
All
I
had
to
do
now
was
get
to
Pordenone
.
I
probably
could
not
even
get
to
Udine
.
The
hell
I
couldn
’
t
.
The
thing
to
do
was
to
be
calm
and
not
get
shot
or
captured
.
"
Didn
’
t
you
have
a
canteen
open
?
"
I
asked
Piani
.
He
handed
it
to
me
.
I
took
a
long
drink
.
"
We
might
as
well
start
,
"
I
said
.
"
There
’
s
no
hurry
though
.
Do
you
want
to
eat
something
?
"
"
This
is
no
place
to
stay
,
"
Bonello
said
.
"
All
right
.
We
’
ll
start
.
"
"
Should
we
keep
on
this
side
—
out
of
sight
?
"
"
We
’
d
be
better
off
on
top
.
They
may
come
along
this
bridge
too
.
We
don
’
t
want
them
on
top
of
us
before
we
see
them
.
"
