I prepped the grenades as I moved, removing the safety clips and straightening the forks on the pins so I could arm them easily. From the increasing sound and jabber I hear to my front, the crew manning that Dashika is just around a bend in the trench-line up ahead of me. After chewing up the inbound birds, the KR crew just traversed the weapon and started carving into the survivors splayed out on the other side of the ditch. Once I deal with that gun, my plan is to muster any people I can reach and set up our own defensive position in the ditch. Maybe we can contact the people who went in on West Beach and get some help. The business of driving inland to rescue Mayaguez crewmen is just gonna have to wait until we get sorted out here and kill a bunch of the people trying to kill us.
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