Even from a distance of fifty feet, he could make out the noticeable and jagged scar on Sgt. Holmes’ face; it started just above his top lip – a thick black mustache concealed most of it – and then continued across the left side of his face, ending abruptly below the ear. John would find out later that it was the result of a car accident twelve years earlier, that claimed the life of his older brother. Holmes’ shaggy and curly black hair appeared longer than most, a green bandanna tied securely around his head kept the hair out of his eyes. At six feet, six inches tall, he towered above the rest of the soldiers.
Larry carried an M-60 Machine g*n across his shoulder. An unbroken belt of ammunition wrapped around his body from his waist up to his chest. His build was similar to Sgt. Holmes,
