Contact Continued

"Anyone with a weapon that can walk, engage the fucking enemy." Yelled Perkins

As Perkins moved to exit the toppled heli he grabbed the Russian by her plate carrier and dragged her to her feet, shouting at her. "Let the medic help him, we need to win this fight!"

Davenport move slightly forward from the door west he took aim at the truck gunner he could see the mands face as he reloaded his 12.7 mm machine gun.

“We need cover before they get us in a crossfire son!" davenport heard someone yell.

Grabbing two canisters of smoke, Patrick threw the first left as far as he could about
25 yards. The second he threw right about similar distance.

Davenport waited until the smoke started to cover his shot he would shoot the gunner soon.

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