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2012 Pascal English School Writing Competition-Lower School WinnerHome At LastTom’s point of view‘Man down!’ screamed the major, Tom dived into the bunker, inspectingthe injured man. Bullets sprayed above his head, as he poured antisepticover the man’s wound. He took a pair of tweezers out of his medicalsatchel and slowly retrieved the bullet from the shallow wound of the soldier’supper arm.You’re going to be ok James,’ he shouted over the sound of gunshots andAfghan aeroplanes.James’ point of viewJames lay in the bunker, his arm was throbbing in pain as medic Tom Jonesdressed and bandaged his bullet wound.‘I’m alright!’ James explained, sitting up. His name was Sergeant. JamesZokora, and he was an African-English 32 year old who’d been fighting forEngland against Afghanistan since he was 29, in 1963. He was a superiorin his field, but many of the lower ranks resented his position because of hisskin colour.He retrieved his gun from the ground, a semi-automatic Barett Sniper Rifle.He gathered a handful of men. ‘Ok,’ he announced, this is what we’re gonnado, we’re going to head into the forest, wipe out any Afghans that might belurking in there, then go round and destroy their camp. He grabbed 6 bags ofC4 and strapped them to his back, ‘Let’s go.’ They headed into the forest.He ignored the agonizing pain as he pulled himself out of the bunker. Theyquickly ran into the forest on their left.It was very hot in Afganistan and his men were growing tired and dizzy.They came across a few Afghan stragglers that were either injured or weremaking a run for it. They shot them all. They did lose a few men of theirown, the guards that were circling the camp noticed and shot many of themdead. James only had three men left, but they managed to finish