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Humanitarian Law Centergate. This is the second house in the same courtyard, the one we had enteredfirst. We went in, in order to search it and, in a room on the first floor,I found a Zbrojovka M-75, 9 mm pistol, with a full cartridge, and a Dupontcigarette lighter. I took the pistol and the lighter without telling Rajko anything.The police took them from me in Novi Sad, on 21 May 1999.When we got to the street we could hear noise in the neighbouring courtyardand the platoon commander, Rajko, told me to go and see what wasgoing on, while he would return to get help and Rajko told me to join therest of the soldiers and help them. I passed through the courtyard gate andcontinued along the house and by the fountain and by a blue Volvo thatwas parked there. When I came to the fountain I saw a group of peoplelined along the wall of the house. There were some 15 persons, includingGuljo and Brko. One of them was rather short and was the youngest of allof them and he was searching the people while I was looking at the windowsso nobody could shoot at them. Then one member of our group tooka blonde woman aside and came back immediately and I heard him asking‘How come you don’t know whose grenades those are and the rockets forhand-held rocket launchers’, and then he pushed her toward the wall.One of the policemen with the markings said ‘All of them should be killed’,whereupon the man took the blonde woman along the path toward thehouse and fired a short volley at her back and the woman fell down on theconcrete path. I don’t know who did this, but I do know that the perpetratorwas blond. Guljo then said, all excited and angry, that all those personsshould be lined up along the wall and killed. Then we were shooting froma number of firearms, there were 10 to 12 pieces of firearms. I was shooting,Guljo was shooting. I did not fire more than ten rounds. The youth whohad searched them was shooting, six or seven more people were shooting.All those lined up were hit and they fell down, in a pile, one over the other.We did not check to see whether some of them were alive or not, but retreatedback to the street and I realised men had panicked.Some of the SAJ officers ordered us to fall in and asked who had beenshooting. Of those officers, I know one was called Vuk, a good guy, andSimović also told us to go back. Boca appeared, angry, cursing: “You, motherfuckers,I can’t leave you a moment alone without you causing someshit”. At that moment he did not know what had happened. I think that284