The boy, upon hear the request for the tank looked up. "Okay if he gives us the tank, I'm definitly shooting him as we leave. I'd like to see a bunch of foot soldiers hurt a tank. Think i will shoot the governor too. He was the one that ruled over where I lived. The one that gave me to the d**n military. He dies." The boy said quietly. He was still apart from the other male that had been told to watch him. He did not trust that man and he was deathly afraid of other men. That didnt mix well with him. That one guy who had come over and said something was staring at him weird. The boy looked him over and saw the man staring at his skin. "Yes. I'm very pale. No makeup invovlved. This is my real skin color. Border line albino." He says, he has had to say that to so many people it actually annoyed him.