I woke up with searing pain all over. An IED hit our hummer luckily I was still alive. All the others dead. I called for help no one answered I was alone. I shot up a flare I saw some dust in the horizon it was American black hawks. I was saved. Intentionally I wanted to cry for help but I didn't want to give away my position and get shot so I sat quiet. As soon as they landed they had no time to explain what there doing. By the time I got into the helicopter I saw more smoke I couldn't make it out what it was finally they explained it the warlord got loose from the most high tech prison was trying to destroy our nearby camp. I said oh shit we better get there quick, my pilot said yah, we better get there before the fucking warlord does. By the time we got there we had no time to make arrangements we got to our defensive position right away. A half an hour passed with no sigh of the warlord then all of a sudden, shit! RPG, I saw my brother flying out of the watch tower dead I cried no. I ran over to my brother I thought fucker you killed my brother. I got so mad that I wanted to destroy that mentally Ill man. To be continued. . .
