Da klopfte es an der Hütte von Martina, Sabine, Petra, Lisa, Nena, Jule, Anke und Marie. Das Klopfen kam aber nicht von der Tür, sondern vom Fenster... das der Tür gegenüber lag. Da befand sich eigentlich nur eine große weiße Fläche voller tiefen Schnees. Als die Mädchen die Fensterläden und Fenster öffneten, sahen sie draußen fünf grinsende Jungs aus ihrer Klasse stehen. Schnell war deren Plan erklärt und wurde sofort in die Tat umgesetzt. Vier der Jungs sollten in die Hütte der Mädchen hinein. His 30mm cannon burst into life as SABOT rounds took out the gunner and his assistant, swinging the turret again, he found another RPK emplacement. Again his Puma’s main gun took care of the machinegun crew, tearing the flesh of the two insurgents before he stopped pressing the gun button. ‘Damn this is so fucking fun,’ Abner blurted out enjoying his killing spree. From hidden positions unknown to the 3rd BCT infantry troops, insurgents with RPG-18 and other shoulder launched anti-missiles got. We got nothin' but corn and fat back, but yer welcome if you wants to eat with us. Maw," she called though the open back door, "we got a hungry stranger to feed."I sat at their board table and introduced myself as the older woman at the fire ladled up plates of corn bread, beans and hunks of what looked like half-cooked bacon. The young woman said her name was Dimity and her mother was "Franny." I mean Frances," she said. "Mee-show's our name, but bet you can't spell it." We joshed about that. Dad was just getting out of his car as we turned into our road, he spotted us walking along the pavement and stood there waiting until we got to him, then hugged both of us.“Thanks for the postcards – you look like you’ve had a really good holiday!”“We did, thanks. Great to be home, though! Have you all been okay?”“Everyone’s fine – come on in, your Mum’s dying to see you.”He helped us off with our rucksacks at the back door, and we moved on into the kitchen.My brilliant mother had seen us.