Building a bridge back home

by Benjamin Carmine

Prologue: the jump

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Stg. Tim Larsen

18:00

Over Iraq airspace

Alright boys this is when we separate the men from the boys" the pilot laughed over the speaker. The look in the eyes of the men "scared" me they had the this is the day I die look on them.

But me myself I was a veteran  at this I've been in countless skirmishes and only got shot 3 times. "WERE OVER THE DROP ZONE YOU HAVE A GREEN LIGHT HAVE FUN" I swear to this day I thought I heard the pilot laugh.

All the men were scared to jump so I was the first to go, so I jumped out backwards out of our c-130 "out of the frying pan  into the fire" flak shells from the Iraqis were bursting all around me I was so scared I was gonna get nailed in the face.

"BANG" a shell bursted next to me but before I was dying I thought I saw a flash of light not the shell no something else"

6 days after incident

"ugh where am I am I dead ?"

My parachute was caught in a tree in a Forrest? My head was aching struggling to get my knife from my boots I finally got my knife and got myself free where am I? This isn't Iraq or at least I don't think so? "I need to find my gear" I thought to myself  "Crap my leg!"

It's broken  aw god I need to find some locals maybe there is a town nearby.....

Time: 19:00

Come on bridge don't black out I need to.........

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