The lieutenant gets shot in the arm while doling out coffee rations to his men. At first, he doesn't know he's been shot; he thinks that someone's punched him in the arm. But fairly soon he realizes that it's much more serious than that, and the lieutenant screams in pain, blood running from his arm.
The men start wondering where the bullet could've come from. They look towards a nearby forest and speculate that it might have come from there. It seems to be the only plausible explanation. In any case, the bullet's mysterious journey prefigures the lieutenant's own journey as he staggers from the battlefield, his mind going in several directions at once, to seek medical treatment for the injury to his shattered arm.
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