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We took our positions, five kneeling and five standing behind, the sergeant on one side and the officer on the other to give the orders. If we hadn’t killed him, then the officer would. As soon as the curtain was lowered (the prisoner was tied onto a chair five steps from us, a black hood over his head and a large round disc above his heart) they gave the order to shoot. Nine normal shots and one blank. Which exploded like the others. I didn’t have the blank. (…). When we fired, his body moved, then they lifted the curtain. I had heard it said that it was the simplest way to carry out an execution. The firing squad only saw him for a few minutes. We returned to the Battalion Orderly Room and we all had a large glass of rum, then we went to our accommodation, ate our meal and went to bed. We had the rest of the day off. It was a job I would never have wanted to do.
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