Incoming.
A word that no man, whether you are in the Army, the Navy, or the Marines, you do not want to hear it.
We are coming under the fire of a grenade launcher. The impact is going to be hard and most certainly cause damage.
So each man needs to brace themselves while Johnson tries to take the asshole with the grenade launcher out. But to no avail, we are taking on fire, and it is rapid. The impact is far greater than anticipated.
I can hear Johnson frantically pump the machine gun. He curses as he fails to take the man out. Out of instinct, I pull him down and take his place. It is a full out warzone as I peek my head through the roof.
The only thing that I can see is the dust from the building as it comes apart from where Lopez is shooting. The man with the launcher is under cover of the thick smoke and dust. There is no way to even guess where the fire is coming from.
