Goblin
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Joined: 3/29/2002 From: Erie,Pa. USA Status: offline
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"There's some on the left! Keep firing! DAMN!! On the right too!", shouted Sgt Minor above the roar of the .30 calibre machinegun. "They're only a hundred meters out!" "More ammo!", screamed Cpl Davies as he swung the red hot gun to the right and fired a burst at the wave of enemy infantry. The Communists front rank tumbled, and men leaped over them as they fell to continue forward towards the US positions. "Last belt!", answered Pvt Matthews as he linked the ammunition together. He then grabbed his Thompson submachine gun and aimed at the enemy...horde. He emptied the weapon, hardly able to miss the teeming mass of screaming North Koreans. "Damn it!", answered Davies, "where the hell is our reserve?!" "Just keep firing", ordered Minor. He glanced to his left, and could see third squad fifty meters away go under in a wave of men, rifle-butts, bayonets, and grenades. He just managed to get to his Thompson as the enemy infantry closed the last few meters to the US position and then there was no time for anything resembling thought. One hundred fifty meters to the rear, Lieutenant Edwards watched his platoon being destroyed. He turned to the 60mm mortar crew and told them to fix bayonets. Not one appeared surprised as they complied with the order, their mortars useless without ammunition. Edwards checked to make sure his M1 Carbine was ready for action, and then started forward towards the remains of his platoon. "Let's go", was all he said. I still have trouble sleeping guys! These are really good. Get your helmets on! Goblin
< Message edited by Goblin -- 5/3/2005 1:10:05 AM >
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