The Zone

In the rebel area with Commander Alpha Mike, the only officer leading an outpost of child soldiers, all high on drugs and beer.  “–Careful, get his weapon!–” Before a burst of gunfire could erupt, the rebel was brought to his knees by his colleagues, to a flurry of lashing with belt buckles, till he offered no further resistance or reply, his eyebrow cut, humiliated, drooling blood and dirt.