histórias de Bellavaughns

Here I am 5' 9 inches in a desert camo helmet, pants, and cevlar vest. With the minor fact that I am in the middle of Pakistan, hiding behind a 9' tall 5' wide (about) ancient sandstone building. Having to pivot from building to building to get some support fire for my battle buddy who apparently took a bullet straight into the big toe. As I have a recapon what had happend I find out Mid interactionI feel an incredibly hot, and painfull almost injection like, pain in my right most Chest it must have been a sniper or something soon (at least it seems like) several dark skinned (no not being racist that was a fact) men in turbans come up to me and my partner (yes we were alone it was indeed stupid). But anyways they take my primary gun, and forgetting about my seconday gun here comes a white pickup out of nowhere after a few grueling moments it gets here immediately a man jumps out and starts speaking Urdu to the other men. Remembering I had my secondary I pull it out, aim, fire...