“Get down!” he cried out, but the simultaneous roar of heavy machine guns drowned out his words.
He threw himself to the ground when bullets tore through the fog. The sound of men’s agony filled his ears as MEF soldiers ran directly into the arcs of fire from dozens of hidden machine gun nests. Transports above fired controlled bursts back at the enemy guns, but with the smoke hampering their view, McCabe guessed they wouldn’t be much use. Bodies thudded to the ground like dominos as he shouted to his platoon and anyone within earshot.
Panic fire erupted around him as the MEF soldiers tried to shoot back at the automated guns. In every direction, figures stumbled and hit the ground. The wounded clawed their way across the sandy terrain, desperate to find help before they bled out or the
