Like an orchestra reaching the crescendo, every instrument of warfare is in full voice.Machine guns chatter, artillery crashes and the air flutters as a nearby Merkava tank fires again and again.There is no respite for the senses, let alone the targets at the other end. The effect is both awe-inspiring and dreadful. We are standing on a hillside, on the edge of the evacuated city of Sderot, that was overrun by terrorists on their killing spree little more than three weeks ago. Now, we witness a little of the reckoning.
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