This one is bugging me. It looks like Turbe, west of Travnik, where we had to secure a crossing point to allow refugees to cross from the Serb side to ours. Every week or so, a hundred or more sorry people would cross, all their belongings in a few bags or a wheelbarrow, usually after being robbed or otherwise relieved of all valuables.
Afterwards, limestone gravel (the soldiers are standing where the pile was, I think)would be bulldozed back to block the road and anti-tank mines re-laid by each side.
