What is the True Price of Freedom e-bog

Mario,I heard the noises. Branches breaking behind us.Icalled the commanding officer and said, It's 5:00 AM. Radiosilence. Wait for my sign. Whatwe didn't know was that enemy was already in the tunnel. Theywere everywhere. Theultimate price of freedom is human life. And I wasn't prepared to die. I wasafraid and angry that all I saw was disappointment in the faces of everybodyaround me, blaming us because we didn't perform well.Wedid inflict damages to the enemy, but we were outnumbered. I don't know howmany, but that enemy was waiting for us. Even today I still see that tunnel,that abyss of darkness trying to swallow us all.