With 8000 Iranian soldiers still unaccounted for,our correspondent talks to a survivor whose unit sought out the nameless deadHe grips the camera tightly as the driver slows the car along the track. He’s held a camera many times, but it has never felt rock heavy before. They are external the citys wheat and barley silo, and but even the car feels reluctant to move forward,the tyres grating against rocks and gravel. He looks left and right as he steps out of the car, then goes inside. “I still wake up in horror, and remembering that night,” he says, his eyes hollow. The silo has been emptied of grain, and huge freezers possess been brought in. Inside each lie half a dozen corpses. As the fridge doors are opened,men spray insecticide and sprinkle rose water to counter a stink penetrating every molecule of air. All he can smell is decomposed flesh, rose water and bug spray.
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Source: theguardian.com