Citizen Soldier Page #6

A round just went

right by my face.

( Bullet zinging )

Brown:

Whoo!

Brown:

All right, set!

2-7, 2-7, this is 3-6.

Harrill:

Come and boogie!

Brown:
We're about halfway

back to you, all right?

Brown:
We finally

made it to cover.

Everybody was okay.

And while the guys

were laying down fire,

I was calling back

to the COB

trying to work in air support.

Five seconds.

Ooh, that was quick.

Brown:

Hey, bomb's inbound.

( Exploding )

Soldier:

Yeah!

Hell! Viper 1-6, Viper 1-6,

that's a good impact.

Break, break.

Hector two fours, two eight.

Harrill:
It was definitely

life or death.

I mean,

there was no way

we were getting out

of that situation

any other way

outside of the air support.

LT Brown,

leadership ability

was really telling

at that point.

Here he is,

a young second lieutenant.

He had no more war experience

than most of us.

But yet, when he spoke,

there was no question

we all knew

that he had made the decision

and that's what

we were going to do.

Brown:
That definitely

changed everybody

right then and there

within a matter

of seconds.

Colson:

Later on in the deployment,

we would patrol the area.

We would patrol that road.

And I would look back

on that high ground...

that OP

that we had occupied.

And I thought to myself,

How the f***

did none of us

get waxed that day?

You know what I mean?

How did none of us die?

It was either

sheer coincidence,

luck,

divine providence,

however you want

to look at it.

But somebody should have

died that day.

Somebody should have died.

And if the tables

were turned,

if it was us that occupied

those high-ground positions,

we would have waxed

every single one of them.

After that, all hell

just broke loose.

( Helicopter blades whirring )

Brown:

The Mayal Valley was okay

until you got

to a certain point.

And as soon as

you hit Kandahar, Parmawan,

you knew sh*t

was going to hit the fan.

We were headed

to that area to get 'em

to come out and fight.

Up to that point,

we were having a hard time

identifying where these guys

were shooting from.

- ( Gunfire )

- ( Soldier shouts )

( Shouting continues )

Brown:
At first,

it was only small arms fire.

And then an RPG

hits the turret

with my platoon

sergeant in it.

- ( Gun fires )

- Byrne:
Oh, sh*t.

That was right

over my head!

Hey, I just received fire

from our 3:
00.

Right over my head.

- ( Gunfire continues )

- Come on!

- ( Crashing )

- ( Soldier shouts )

Sergeant Byrne's...

turret in his vehicle

was blown to shreds.

They call it over the radio,

you know...

"We think his arm's broke.

The turret's off the truck."

Move it, let's go!

Harrill:
So we get called

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