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oops i was a bit undetailed. my hummy was crashed into a building across the street from you guises
Why did it crashsshsh
K better.
I awake in a crashed humvee. I reach for my seat belt cutter, sawing away at the belt. I see piles of rubble stopping all of the doors from opening more than half an inch. I look at the MG hole, a large wooden beam blocks my exit. Seeing as the driver, the only other soldier left in the humvee is dead, I look out of the window, seeing two friendlies tending to a bleeding man who seems to be a in a flight suit. I scream, "HELP! OVER HERE!" at the top of my lungs, hopefully getting their attention. I grab my rifle and medical kit. I place the magazine in its well and pull the charging handle of the M4 back.
Try again, everyone in our squadron (AKA YOU) was in the Blackhawk.
I burst around a corner and run up to the two tending to the bleeding pilot. I yell over the gunfire,"Need any help?!" I take aim at an enemy and put a round in to his right lung.
"Alright, let's move into a building and wait this stuff out. You stop the bleeding?" I ask Tamara. "We have to move him carefully or his guts'll spill right the forget out."
totally not a gunshot wound or anything
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