Approximately 3,000 lives were sadly lost during this horrible attack. Not only did the people on the planes die, there also was many firemen & police men terribly lost. During the attack many people volunteered to help save some lives & lost theirs instead. Innocent children were brutally murdered & punished for a stupid war. Those people paid the price for other's crimes.
You can see where a problem would arise here. The pilots would have no idea who they are dropping their bombs on, just what coordinates it is. Bombs were dropped on US soldiers everyday but more vital, local South Vietnamese. America might not have understood at the time but they were the biggest recruiter for their own enemy. Every village destroyed, brother killed, livestock murdered.
This number includes the innocent people on the planes, firemen, policemen and medical staff who had all gone to assist the crisis. A third plane then later crashed into the Pentagon (the headquarters of the US military). 190 people died, including 64 passengers and crew who were on the plane. The fourth plane then later crashed in Pennsylvania after the people tried to retake the plane from the hijackers. 40 passengers and crew died.
It is late afternoon; we are through with the day's fatigues and are sitting about digging mud off our boots, shining brass buttons, cleaning and oiling our rifles, and killing lice in between times. We have long since learned that the word rest is another military term meaning something altogether different. Take artillery duel, for example. We are in the line--suddenly the enemy artillery begins to bombard us. We cower behind the sandbags, trembling, white-faced, tight-lipped.
While on approach in to Buffalo, the planes control column begins to shake. “Jesus Christ!” Captain Renslow says as he tries to regain control of his Q400. He pull up hard on the control column. By doing that he has made the situation even worse. He has caused the plane to stall.
I could hear guns from both sides rapidly being fired off. The sounds of machine guns and bombs blowing up amplified in the shell-hole. The ground beneath me trembled with each explosion, triggering gravel to shower over me. Out of the corner of my eye, I noticed someone jumping into the shell-hole; I thought it was someone from my group so I didn’t think anything of it. They lunged towards me and landed on top of me, knocking my gun out of my hand.
It is upon their awakening that they can hardly recall the events that have taken place due to the insanity of the situation that had taken place, this in affect causes them all to disregard it as only a dream. When Titania wakes she tells to Oberon “My Oberon! What visions have I seen! Methought I was enamour’d of an ass.”( Act 4 scene 1 lines 76-77) She is unable to recall that it is her reality while under the influence of the potion. Bottom also can only recall the night’s events as a dream, as he cannot explain what great things that had he experienced that night.
On April 6, 1994, President Habyarimana’s plane was shot down while returning from a peace meeting with the Tutsi rebels. This horrific event was the catalyst for the Rwandan genocide and gave the Hutu extremists justification to kill the Tutsis, something they had been planning to do; it is possible that Hutu extremists shot down the President’s plane in order to set their plan in motion. That night Hutus told all Rwandans to stay in their homes. Little did the Tutsis know this was so the Hutus could find them and kill them. Hutus marched throughout the country with machetes, guns, grenades, and clubs, brutally murdering both Tutsis and Hutu moderates.
I gave them the same numbers to call to notify my family but nobody did. I believe it was a total of at least four that picked me up and placed me on the backboard. All of the sudden now that I was off the grass I began to feel wet and became conscious of all the blood that surrounded me. My entire body hurt but the back of my head was the worst against that horrible backboard. With all the pain I was in I felt every bump, every turn, every revolution of the engine hurt me.
The Morlocks were frightened but the fire only held them off for so long. One of them got right on top of me and stabbed me right by my heart. I looked down and saw a lot of blood. I fell to the ground and thought I was dead. Out of nowhere I hear yelling and screaming.