
Zoè plays peacefully with her dog as the war-blighted life of the village drags on. A priest, a few men, and humble women are the ones still inhabiting the desolate hamlet. A woman suddenly wakes up and gets up from a makeshift bed in a farmhouse; surprised, she screams from the doorway, "The Americans! The Americans are coming!" Her voice reaches the village, loud enough to halt every minor activity of the men, loud enough to spark hope in the eyes of the women. However, fate has it that the silence is not broken by the sudden arrival of the Americans, but by the enemy soldiers and their death order. The soldiers disrupt the fragile harmony of the community, storm into the houses, destroy and loot, terrorizing the helpless population, subjecting each of the citizens, women and children, even the priest, to their orders, violence, and the madness of the roundup.
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