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A story that travels in the dark ends in the dark. I have completed three academies every time I went I found that none of what we were taught there worked life is practice. There is no human being as merciful as the Turkish soldier including officers and non-commissioned officers let everyone learn this! You can only fear me somehow the moment you point your gun at me, be afraid. I am the brigade commander with three thousand commandos seven hundred and seventy-eight days I fought in all these lands and you say we entered twenty-five twenty-six times, you say you entered Northern Iraq Announcer; Yup we made twenty one of them Announcer; But no result wait a minute, who says there is no result? Announcer; What was the result? there were thirteen thousand people in the mountains, all intelligence organizations know, go to the archives of that period and see enter go back to archives enter there is even a documentary called blood sleep Announcer; Yup watch the documentary, it's so practical for you Announcer; I watched what happened to the thirteen thousand people? no where did thirteen thousand people go? five thousand five hundred six thousand left where did six thousand people go? no i'm asking where did six thousand people go? Announcer; Where did it go?? where did it go? Announcer; I guess he got sucked into northern Iraq they were destroyed. Me to my soldiers, just for you to take pictures me don't let them collect dead and carrion. Ingratitude is the grave of affection.