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Help me translate an English poem about Vietnam War! thank you
patrol
The silence of the jungle. How quiet you sleep
When the sharp man crawls slowly
In the quiet walk and careful eyes.
He looked for the terrible surprise.
Lurking for his tired patrol.
Now climb the gentle hill,
A flash of khaki! Dispel the darkness,
This prevents the hard, lonely platoon.
On a tired track.
go on patrol
How quiet the silent forest sleeps.
The advance soldiers advanced slowly.
He walked carefully without saying a word.
Look for lurking patrols and wait for them.
A terrible surprise attack
On that gentle hill
There was a khaki flash in the darkness.
Stopped this hard-working and lonely platoon.
That tired pace
First fire brigade
Melt into mottled green
On the high ground on the right,
The rest of the people dispersed and disappeared.
Wait.
Now there is a faint drum sound,
The feet in sandals run on the soft ground.
Along the broken path. vile character
Broke the peace of the valley.
The fire brigade crouched on the top of the mountain.
Holding the hero's chest
As the rake flashes, the fire moves.
On a grooved line
Flash, shattered death.
First arson team
Enter the evacuated grassland.
On the highland on the right.
The other players also dispersed and hid.
Then wait
Weak vibration noise
Straw sandals run on the soft ground.
Straight to the bumpy road, a group of short people.
Broke the silent valley
The arson investigation team lurked in the mountains.
Take down the leader with one shot.
The fire flickered and the flame moved.
At the top of the groove
The war was raging and the death was tragic.
Supplement: There is still no response from others. Let me finish:
sound
The air is filled with small arms, round
A crack in the top of the head, another flash.
Look the sergeant in the eye.
You can clearly hear a flat, wet "pop" sound.
The man died without saying a word.
Violent bullets roared and flew,
The chorus of meat falling.
Screaming in pain before dying.
The air was filled with the gunfire of light weapons, and a shot was fired.
Head, and a gun flashed.
Hit the platoon leader's eyebrows
I heard a dull, damp "pop" sound.
The man was killed without saying a word.
Whistling bullet rain
The sound of the human body falling to the ground in unison
And dying cries of pain
fog
Enriched with the frenzy of killing
And jungle fever. Hold back a cry
With a deep curse, the bullet flew.
Tearing fragile flesh and bones,
A gurgling whimper, a groan of pain,
Screaming in anger,
A crazy man closed the door of the bathtub.
Blind shooting, large-scale lead explosion,
And got shot in the head.
Then ... all is silent ... all is silent ..
Except for the bumps down the hill
People who run like crazy.
Mist of gunpowder
With the crazy killing and the warming of the jungle
A thick, stuffy cry.
Suppressed curse, bullets flying.
Tearing fragile bones and bodies.
Giggle sobs, groans of pain
An angry, pretentious roar
A man rushed out of the water crazily.
He shot blindly and the bullet burst into flames.
Then he was shot in the head.
Then ... everything was quiet ... nothing happened.
Except for falling off the mountain.
People who run away.
How soft,
What a sweet quiet lie, a bubbling cough.
The wounded enemy crawled away.
Interrupted by a shot.
The wounded and dying breathe air for the first time,
The deceased was dragged to the shade.
And covered it up. So it's still ... they're lying down
When comrades are laughing and joking nervously,
The handshake group shared a cigarette,
Waiting, desperate helicopters, drones
Pick them up and take them home.
What a soft and comfortable lie and a deep cough.
The wounded enemy crawled away.
He was stopped by a shot.
The injured and dying are receiving first aid.
The body was dragged into the shade.
And cover it up. They lay quietly. ...
Comrades are talking and laughing nervously.
Get together to shake hands and share cigarettes.
Anxiously waiting for the hum of the helicopter
Come and take them home.
Note: the injured and dying people breathe the air first.
The first air should be a clerical error in first aid.
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