His describes the horrors encountered as he and his fellow soldiers come across the dead and dying Argentine conscripts. Evidently quite emotionally affected by what he sees, some passages read almost like poetry.

"The right side of this boy’s brain lay halfway down his face. As I looked at him his left eye took focus on me. Without really knowing what to do I took and began to unwrap a shell dressing, while Bill took off his helmet to look for morphine". A British sergeant then arrives and pushes them aside, deeming the young Argentine conscript almost dead and machine guns him.

Lukowiak cannot make his mind up if the sergeant was right to put the conscript out of his suffering or not but concludes: "I know this though; please listen. If you ever feel you must take a man’s life, because his cause appears a lost one, try not to shoot him in the back from ten feet. Sit next to him, hold his hand, ask your Lord for understanding, and put a bullet through his brain. Though be sure it is the left side because it controls the right. To help convince myself that I am still a good man I ask God to look after the mother of the boy with the head wound. The one-eyed, lying, crying, dying boy from Argentina."