 At the house, a third man, Hesham Islet, a large bandage on his leg, shows me the olive grove, where he says he too was shot and then forced onto the hot metal bonnet of the same military vehicle. These tracks here, I guess, yeah. I tried to put my hand on the jeep. I couldn't. It was burning hot. But they forced me, saying that I should get on it if I didn't want to die.