There wasn't a cell in Larry Fink's body that screamed in panic. He has been shelled for a week now. What did this monster want from him?
"Do you think this ends with me? If I die, ten others will take my place. They had been eyeing my place to begin with! And it will continue to happen. All the death and misery will never stop. Never stop! Men like me are like mushrooms after the rain. Tell all the mouthbreathing morons to not be pushovers instead of standing there tormenting me! It's enough!"
Larry Fink was beating the ground with his fists. All the life-threatening stress was getting to him. In contrast, the Ukrainian soldiers nearby were way more chill about getting shelled by artillery.
If Jake had a face, it would be painted in disgust. The bastard spewed justification after justification but never showed any guilt or shame. He didn't even pretend.
