CHAPTER EIGHTAlpha Company arrived in the area where the ambush took place just after 0900. There was no question a firefight took place here; brass casings from weapons of both sides littered the trail, glistening in the sunlight like dropped gems on this narrow, b****y path.
The captain halted the column and dispatched Third Platoon to recon the immediate area while everyone else took a break.
The sun blinded the men as it neared its apex in the hazy, blue sky. Most sought refuge from the hot, burning rays; John, Larry, and Wild Bill moved from the trail and took a seat in the shade of a small palm tree. A light, refreshing breeze blew steadily through the palm trees. Leaves swayed gently, allowing tiny spots of sunlight to dance on the faces of the three young men.
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