The Hornet's Nest Page #4

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In the draw.

Hey, they're in the draw, Meyers.

Covering fire.

You guys come to me!

Cease fire!

Was that three-four-zero?

- Hey, Wade, get ready!

- Ready, sir!

- All right, let's move it.

- Let's go, let's go!

In the middle of this battle,

Specialist Lindskog,

Who you wouldn't expect would do

anything heroic,

runs through a hail of gunfire

to try to save his fellow soldiers

and another Afghan soldier.

Let's go, let's go!

Forward! Move!

Go!

Move, move, move, move, move!

As soon as I said, "Let's go,"

Grabbed his bag

and stayed right behind me.

Lindskog was coherent enough

to talk to Sizemore

He wanted to do everything he could.

He treated three people in, like,

a matter of 10 minutes.

Oh, he was fully alert.

Uh, actually apologized

for not being able to hang on.

For dying-

Go ahead, three-six.

Roger.

As a reporter with a camera...

you don't.

F***er!

Roger,

we don't know. Roughly, uh, south...

When we gun it, a

360-degree firefight

F***, dude!

I tried to let you know

as soon as I saw it.

Okay, listen up.

Prepare to copy, all right?

I could tell by A.C.'s tone of voice

that, um...

I'm, I'm pretty sure he didn't think

he was gonna make it out of there.

Looked to A.C. like,

"A.C., this is gonna hurt."

He actually, you know, did us

the big A.C. smile.

Couldn't explain, in words

how I felt...

After helping them out,

having to run down there,

Watch it!

Go, go, go, go!

Go, man!

- Sh*t.

- You okay?

- It's definitely exposed.

- Get back.

Hey, go in the f***ing doors.

- Hey, Kent!

- Loaded, sir.

All right, breathe.

' Hey, Meyers!

Meyers!

This is Strong Eagle Ill.

Got up to our overwatch position.

Uh, wasn't...

wasn't that easy,

uh, this time,

He actually had to fix his boot.

His shoelace was busted,

Let's talk about

the seven layers of hell.

I heard, like, a couple

Afghanis talking,

And they were right

in the trees above us,

I'm looking up at the trees,

just, you know...

We made a plan to get the hell

out of there,

That's when Jeremy

was, uh, shot and killed.

What?

We can't f***ing move,

and we're waiting on this stuff.

What?

I heard my buddies

saying that they were hit.

No one told me that there were

casualties. I knew,

Dusty Feldhaus,

he was hit at least five times.

And he was apologizing

as if, you know,

You know, "I'm sorry."

"What are you sorry for?"

My daughter is Makayah.

My, my son is Xander.

- Cool. You miss 'em?

- I do.

How much?

A lot.

All right, Feldhaus,

show us how to fight.

They're dying.

And they're fighting,

not for some war on terror.

- What kept you going?

- The rest of these guys.

We all kind of saw it in us

Their sacrifices are not

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