You are put up front, on point, since you complained. Suddenly, bullets spray you and the men leading the patrol. Caught in the line of fire, you grab your arm in pain. You've been shot, but it's a minor wound. Many of the men lay screaming in agony around you. Medics tend the wounded and you help pull some to safety. After the enemy stops firing, you breathe a sigh of relief, knowing that you could have been among the dead.

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