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The sun glared down on Sergeant Lee Clarke as he trudged down the dirt road. He hated this damn village. He hated the people, he hated the heat, he hated his superior officers. Everything here. In a few months though, he would be back in England, with his wife and son for Christmas. He could almost taste Margaret's cooking. How he missed it. He was eager to leave this god forsaken country. India. What a waste of time. Why the hell did he enlist to come here? For the past two years, he had been stuck in this village keeping a lookout for nothing. They even told him, "I'm sure you'll be seeing some thuggee