Heavy Fire Afghanistan Online

For a second, the men looked at him like he was insane. A bayonet charge in a dry riverbed in the 21st century? But then they understood. They weren’t going to die crawling backward. They were going to die standing up.

Hatch pushed himself up. His ears rang. His throat was raw. He looked around. Delgado was weeping, still clutching his radio. Reyes was being bandaged by Doc. Miller’s boot lay in the crater, untouched. Heavy Fire Afghanistan

The click of metal on rails was louder than the gunfire for a single, surreal second. For a second, the men looked at him like he was insane

Hatch swung his SAW, but the barrel was overheating. The rounds started to keyhole, flying wild. He slapped in a fresh barrel, burning his hand through his glove. He didn’t feel it. They weren’t going to die crawling backward

“Miller! RPG!” someone shouted.