We stopped and checked a truck that had crashed on the side of the road. By the time we got there it had been completely looted. Soon after we left someone set it on fire and we had to return to pull security while the fire was extinguished. I sat on a knee with my rifle pointed outward as the truck burned behind me. Directly in front of me was a field of tall green grass and beyond it a village. Over a loud-speaker a man sang a prayer song as people gathered nearby to watch the truck burn to the ground. It was like a scene out of a movie. Sensory overload. No one was injured thankfully and the fire was eventually extinguished.