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NIGHT VISION


"Incoming!" Lieutenant Taylor shouted.

The screech of 5.56 mm NATO rounds impacted the crags next to our heads. I could feel my nerves starting to come apart like the brittle rock above us. Wasn't too sure everyone heard the lieutenant's warning. He had yelled pretty damn loud - but the explosions were louder.

Then a mortar shell hit. This one closer than the last. Ten yards or so away from our position. Would've blown the helmet off anyone fool enough to have it on unstrapped.

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