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“Thirty seconds!” the crew chief yelled over the intercom.

The chatter of AK-47s became a symphony of chaos. It wasn’t just one machine gun. It was a dozen. They were in a bowl, and the enemy owned the rim. Heavy Fire Afghanistan

Reyes took a round to the shoulder. He spun and fell, but kept firing his M4 with his off hand. Doc Rollins crawled through a hailstorm of lead to drag him behind a rock. “Thirty seconds

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