"But with these new and wonderful suits they are wearing, which I heard about from the papers—do you think they will return, or will they end up like those before them?"
"I don't know... I think they might win this time."
"Maybe, who knows... I'll put my trust in them this time and let's hope for the best. We've been through many defeats at the hands of those accursed bastards, and I don't want it to happen again."
He also heard some children cheering, "Look at them! They're awesome, like superheroes! I hope I can be like them one day."
Akira and Yousef smiled at their innocent words and at the looks of hope, happiness, and anticipation, and the desire to be like them and the rest of the soldiers. They continued on their way, enjoying these few moments before the great battle.
Yousef whispered in his ear from behind, "Are you scared?"
"A little. You?"
"Of course I'm scared, I won't lie to you. We might not come back, as you know!"
