This is Part 4 (the final part) of the story.
If you haven't read Part 1 or Part 2 or Part 3 yet, please start there.  

Bice is dead.

And our party is now down to thirty men, three women.

Twenty fighters left last night, joined...

You wake to the singing.

The soft voices have infiltrated your dream, become part of it, carry you with them into the waking world. You, who normally sleep heavy and wake from a deep, black unremembered. This time, because of the singing, the dream is still with you, all of it...

     "Stay down. Face on the floor, hands on the back of your head. You're doing good. Be smart, and nobody dies today."

      Sal makes a fist, pumps it up and down rapidly, military tactical hand signal: Time to go. Hurry up.

     Rhett —...