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Four nurses rolled his sergeant’s bed to intensive care. They dropped the bedside bars and pushed the two beds together so the soldiers could be close.

Sgt. Cadena took his friend’s hand into his. The gravely wounded soldier opened his eyes when he heard the sergeant’s voice.

“I´m glad to see you man,” Sgt. Cadena said as tears swelled in his eyes. “Just think, we get to go home tomorrow. We´re flying out. … Take care of yourself.”