That's where I'd like to be. Heart rate starts to drop, sounds of the chopper drift off into nothingness. Familiar smells of jungle and sweating men smack me in the face. CO, his RTO and a squad leader are the first I encounter. Got to get to the night laager before dark.
Couple clicks away.
No time for bullshit. Form up and head 'em out. Take the fuckin' point, Cage. Folks ain't too happy by the looks on their faces. But in the 'Nam ya cover your buddy's ass.