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His companion was unmoved, saying, "This is your turn for martyrdom. Allah loves you."
The plane roared down the runway, its nose directly in front of them. Hassan glanced down. A pile of rockets lay between him and the driver, who was positioned as a launching pad for the assault. Hassan shivered as the plane's belly bared itself for their attack in the deafening liftoff . . .
"Fire!" barked the man behind him.