Just pissed like a sonuvabitch. Drog, the tail, sees 'em first. The CAR makes its sound in short bursts, he's a disciplined dood. Keeps me calm, and the RPD growls out streams of hot lead. I scorched the barrel back there, its only an area weapon now.
Grenades go flyin'.
Snake rolls over and the woods in front of us explode. They got the 'pounders marked, and Dave musta told 'em to smoke everything outside the perimeter. They ain't gonna shoot up anybody, EVER again. The noise is felt. They're usin' rockets and 40mm now.