He stopped at a hundred meters from me and decides to retire, not ready to continue in the dark alone. We wrap in our aluminum sheeting to try and retain body heat, relying on the arrival of the camion balai (literally fucks), whose task is to retrieve the “Veterans of the campaign of Africa”!In fact, after midnight, arrives. Unfortunately the “Veterans” by that stage there are many, There is no more room and tell us to wait until the following morning, When will pass a second means. We look forward to the Sun and its heat; It's cold! Our expectations are granted … also too! During the day the temperature rises a lot, so much so that the same aluminum sheeting, used to fight the cold, are useful even to make shadow. But it had to get the second truck fuck? In the morning, good now, We hear a helicopter, he lands near us, is the big dog Hubert Nasserl: tells us not to move out of there and wait the balai.
ប៉ុន្តែវាមិនមែនដើម្បីទទួលបានការអម្បោសរថយន្តដឹកទំនិញជាលើកទីពីរ? នៅពេលព្រឹក, ឡើងដើម, យើងបានឮឧទ្ធម្ភាគចក្រមួយ, ដីនៅក្បែរពួកយើង, គាត់ជាថៅកែធំ លោក Hubert Aurioលីត្រ: គាត់បានប្រាប់យើងកុំឱ្យផ្លាស់ទីពីទីនោះហើយរង់ចាំ balai នេះ. ទុកឱ្យម្ហូបអាហារនិងទឹកនិងចាប់ផ្តើមដើម្បីកំណត់ទីតាំងពួកយើងផ្សេងទៀតដូចជាជាអកុសល; ដំណាក់កាលនៃថ្ងៃនោះមុនពេលដែលបានឆក់យកជីវិតមនុស្សជាច្រើន!