SOMETIMES YOU HAVE A REALLY BAD DAY AT THE OFFICE.........
IN MY HOLE In my fighting hole, freshly dug, I and my radioman heads down, Firing heavy and random, incoming, Still light, they will wait for dark. Now just harassing fire, pushing us, Trying to make us break and run, Yet nowhere to run, commo down too. Relief should come, iaw the OpOrder, Any break for more than an hour, Then sunflower begins, heavy and hot, Air strikes, reinforcements, whatever it takes., Nobody left behind, not even just bodies, Been 20 minutes since last commo check, Then 40... Sign in to see full entry.