Hmm. Took quite a long break from camp. And on monday had to go back. Who would have known that there was operation that day(bleah~!) I was half-asleep and wasn't feeling too good(given all the BBQ and fast-food intake I had taken that week) As I went nearer..Gosh! stood my Goliath holding on to a wooden sword. As for me, I was the 21th century David, with rifle and bullet-proof equipped. I was fearless(unless my rounds are empty haha) After minutes of negotiation, he threw his sword and ran off towards the woods. We gave chase. Soon he was confronted, my partner sneak from behind. As I placed my left leg forward to tip him.. That's the downfall. As I pull him down and my partner push.. mr. Goliath body fell and knocked my knee. The impact was instant as I felt the pain comin from my ligament. I still have to pin him down and handcuff him. Later did i found out that mr. Goliath whose height was 1.85~1.9m was formerly an American football player. What a painful lesson.. a few of my shiftmates told me to kick *somewhere in between his legs* when he has pinned down. (The body is more than willing to inflict damage but the heart cares more about my knee) haha oh well~