Namibia - The difficult Years (Helmut Lauschke)

Heavy mortars started shooting hard volleys from the camp with ear-splitting noises. The theatre room was shaking and the instruments jingled on the instrument table after each round. «That is really like war», Lizette said when the impacts were heard not far away. The twitch of fear flickered over her pale face. I did not think otherwise when I said that shootings at this time were rather normal, but that one would get used to it. «But these are bad news», Lizette replied and I agreed silently. The operation was finished and the bandages were put on. The patient was lifted onto the trolley and carried to the recovery room. I thanked the staff for its cooperation.

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