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"Spartan Base. This is spartan 0-1 Over." Danny spoke into the radio.

But he got nothing back from it.

"Danny is your radio working?" Micheal asked.

He swayed his head no. This could all go south really quick. We had hostages and at any moment anyone could come ambush us.

"Great. So now I'm gonna be that guy calling on an unsecured sat line because your shit isn't functioning." He spoke sternly

"Talk to the mountain sir." Danny pointed to a mountain.

"Eyes down!" Axe yelled pushing the man's head down.

"Moore make sure he doesn't move cmon I gave you a job!" Axe yelled.

"Okay! You don't have to yell at me." I groaned.

"Well maybe do it right the first time." He huffed.

Micheal tried the extra radio comms phone we had but it wasn't working. There was no signal on it.

"Mother fucker!" He groaned.

"It's starting to feel like a cursed operation." Axe admit.

"Not a cursed operation. There are no curses... It's just Afghanistan that's all." Max smiled.

Micheal tried again on the sat phone and I think he got a signal.

"Sergeant, this is spartan 0-1! Do you hear me?" He asked.

"Sergeant, do you copy? This is spartan 0-1! Do you hear me?" He asked again.

"I am calling on an unsecured line. I need to speak to the C.O. immediately." He ordered.

"That's correct." He nods.

"Do you know what the hell they're talking about?" I asked.

"Not a clue." Axe shrugged.

"I need you to transfer me to Bagram Ouellette TOC. Now." He demands.

"What did he say?" I asked.

"He put me on hold." He groaned.

"Mike murphy." He spoke again.

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