Navy Revolt and Mercy in Hawaii

I was in the navy with Chevy stationed in Hawaii. We we\'re cleaning ships that we\'re up on wood blocks on land. Then we heard a few shots go off. Thought it was just routine. Then there were more and there was yelling from afar. We grabbed our guns and ran over. We hid behind a shallow hill and saw that it was what looked like a few of our own soldiers revolting. Wasn\'t too concerning since there were only about 4 as far as I could see. I could the soldiers in front of me on the other side of the hill facing the enemy, backs to us. Next time I looked, seconds later, they had turned and we\'re shooting at us. I couldn\'t figure out how to shoot my semi auto, it just wasn\'t firing. Wen they started shooting at me I finally figured it out and my gun was shooting like cum shoots out of a dick. It was strong but still lobbed over the hill to hit them. Killed about 3 before I got shot in the leg. I was in the open and greatly out numbered, thought for sure I was dead. Then a grenade went off close to us. Shook the ground and sent shrapnel and dirt everywhere. With all I had on the shot leg and shrapnel hit body, I ran for the water. It was down this cliff about 20 yards away. I dove off the cliff while being fired at and hit the roof of this little shack built into the side of the cliff. I rolled off and into the sand. I saw some little woman running after me. I crawled into the water. She got to me after a short while and started attacking me with her bare hands with  tears in her eyes. She looked like \'Meg\' from work- was very small, skinny, and her hands were deformed- they formed sticklike ends where her wrists and hands should be. Another soldier, my friend apparently, ran down the sand after us. Her told me I had to kill her and I\'m not sure why, but I knew I had to too. She somehow knew too. So I grabbed her by the neck with my right hand and squeezed. I told her I was sorry as I choked her. Her eyes watered in understanding and almost thanks. I walked out of the water with her up the sand, still strangling her. I went around the shack to where there were stairs leading back up the cliff. I saw a little girl coming down the stairs. She was tall and pudgy for her age, but she was only about 8. I heard her mom and dad calling to her from behind me. The mom had a small boy in her arms. When everyone got to me, somehow this was understood and the right thing to do, I looked at Meg, still barely alive, in my hands and understood- her daughter just died in the gunfight and her other daughter before that. She had no husband and no one left. I gently loosened my grip and rotated her around to face the little girl. \"Little girl, meet your new mommy\" and saw Meg\'s eyes water up in joy again. They hugged and the family knew they had to accept this and that it was the right thing. Woke up.