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In 2003, 25 year old Pat Tillman deployed to Iraq for his first successful combat tour. When it was over, he returned home to Arizona for a brief leave before heading back for his second tour. But then he got an unexpected offer. Another NFL team, not the Cardinals, had approached Pat's agent. They said there might be a way to get Pat out of his service commitment. There had been some back channel dealings and apparently the military was willing to discharge Pat with honors so that he could return to the NFL. It would have been easy for Pat to take the offer and run. After all, he didn't even believe in the war anymore. What was the point of going back and putting his life on the line? But for Pat, his values, honor, integrity and dignity were everything. Although he thought the war was unethical, he'd made a commitment. He couldn't back out halfway. He never would have been able to live with himself. So he went back to fulfill the rest of his service, this time to Afghanistan. But he told his NFL coaches that he was looking forward to coming back and playing for them soon. In the spring of 2004, 27 year old PAT deployed again, joining his battalion for Operation Enduring Freedom. He was stationed in one of the most dangerous locations, eastern Afghanistan's host province near the border of Pakistan. His platoon consisted of about 40 Army Rangers. Alongside them was a group of Afghan militia fighters, AMF soldiers who often accompanied U.S. forces into remote valleys and mountain passes. The work was dangerous and unpredictable, but Pat was still as committed as ever. On April 22, the platoon was ordered into the mountains to conduct a reconnaissance sweep near the border. It should have been a straightforward mission. Move through the terrain, check villages for activity and keep pushing. But nothing in that part of Afghanistan ever stayed straightforward for long. Somewhere along the route, one of the platoon's vehicles broke down. They were stuck for six hours in a small village while the sun beat down and tempers flared. The Rangers on the ground wanted to stay together and fix the vehicle so they could move as one unit. But commanders back at the operating base had other ideas. They ordered the platoon to split in two. One convoy would remain with the disabled vehicle and try to tow it out. And the other, Pat's convoy, would carry on with the mission and press deeper into the mountains. The decision baffled the men, but orders were orders. Pat's half of the platoon entered a steep, narrow canyon. They moved carefully, checking all over for enemy fighters. When they came out the other side, they reached a small village sprawled across a rolling hill, dotted with a few compounds. They got out of their vehicles, stretched their legs, and finally exhaled. That's when they heard an explosion echoing from the canyon. The same one they had just made their way through. Back in that narrow pass, the second convoy, with Pat's brother Kevin, was towing the broken vehicle. And they'd run into trouble, or what they believed was trouble. What exactly happened in those moments depends on who you ask. Some soldiers said it felt like an ambush. Maybe a rocket propelled grenade launched from high on the canyon wall. Others weren't so sure. Nobody ever saw more than one or two figures at a Time and even those memories are fuzzy. One Ranger later said it might have been an accidental weapons discharge from one of their own soldiers. Others swore they heard incoming rounds. Mortars, small arms fire, something. But one thing isn't in dispute. The second convoy responded with overwhelming force. Rangers unleashed everything they had into the canyon walls. As they tried to push their way through, gunfire echoed in, ricocheted in ways that made it impossible to tell who was shooting at who. Hearing the chaos behind them, Pat and the men in his convoy sprinted back toward the canyon to help. Pat climbed up a ridgeline where he believed he could get a better vantage point. He told one of his soldiers, Brian o', Neill, to stick with him. One of the AMF soldiers, Syed Farhad, came too. Pat even asked if he could ditch his body armor to move faster. His sergeant told him absolutely not. By the time Pat reached the top of the ridge, the sun was dropping behind the mountains, flooding the valley with blinding light. Below them, the second convoy finally emerged from the canyon. Then things got worse. The Rangers in the second convoy were exhausted, rattled and disoriented by the glare of the sun. When they saw figures on the ridge, they assumed the worst, especially because one appeared to be an Afghan soldier holding an AK47. In the confusion, someone opened up with machine gun fire. Others followed. The Afghan they saw was Syed Farhad. He was hit eight times in the chest. He collapsed instantly. There were screams of ceasefire at that point, but some soldiers still thought they were under attack up on the ridge. Brian thought they were all about to die. Russell Bear, who had also been in the first convoy, was still by the village at that point. He held his finger on the trigger of his gun, hesitating. The men in the canyon were his brothers in arms and he didn't want to fire at them, but he felt like if he didn't, they were going to kill him and everyone in the first convoy. He was a second away from pulling the trigger. Then, amid the chaos, Pat popped a smoke grenade, trying to get his fellow soldiers to stop. And for a moment, the gunfire halted. Pat and Brian stood up, hearts racing as they tried to catch their breath. They thought it was over. But then the soldiers in the second convoy began firing again. This time, Pat shouted the only thing he could think of, the one thing he believed would cut through, through the noise. I'm Pat Tillman. I'm Pat fucking Tillman. Why are you shooting at me? He kept yelling, even after he'd been hit, even after he went down, even as he bled out on that ridge in Host province until finally Pat took his last breath. In the days that followed, the people of the United States heard a version of events that looked very different from what Pat's fellow soldiers had witnessed. What actually happened that day would be debated for years, but eventually Pat's family and his country would learn the truth, and it was much more complicated than the military had let on. Thanks so much for listening. I'm Carter Roy and this is Murder True Crime Stories. Come back next time for part two on the murder of Pat Tillman and all the people people it affected Murder True Crime Stories is a Crime House original powered by Pave Studios. Here at Crime House, we want to thank each and every one of you for your support. If you like what you heard today, reach out on social media, Rimehouse on TikTok and Instagram. 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