[quote=@RoadRash] “Derricks, get that pig up! Suppressing fire on the right side, rapid rate! Dodgers, put a forty-mike just in front of them on the left flank!” “I want controlled, aimed rounds on the center. Pick your targets and drop ‘em.” [/quote] "[b]Hooah,[/b]" Dodgers said, peering through the haze of humidity underbrush and all the visual garbage. He could make out the black pajamas and conical coolie hats. Raising Thumper he sighted in the approximate range. One of the VC raised up and had began to charge out there on the left side. -You-. It was his only thought as Dodgers triggered the grenade launcher. It bucked slightly with it's customary th00mp! A forty millimeter grenade shot across the distance so fast that it was nigh invisible. Being directly behind it's flight path Dodge could see it though. It arced gently, rising a little, and then coming down to hit the VC in the chest. A bright orange-white flash of the explosion threw human hamburger in all directions, adding to the shrapnel with human bone fragments and teeth. Two other VC went down, one of them with a spurt of blood from the neck, the next one over... blood leaking from his ears, a side effect of the pressure wave and concussion. Dead or dying? Dodge wasn't sure, maybe just got his eardrums ruptured, but still... The firing stopped for a few moments in surprise and shock, at least from the VC boys. The poor Cong had exploded like he'd been hit by an angry god. Dodge simply slipped another grenade from his bandolier and put it in Thumper. [b]"Ya want another Sarge, I only have four left, one in the tube,[/b]" he said in between ripples of gunfire. At the moment he was crouched down by a tree that was almost three feet thick. Had he had time to really marvel at it he would have. For the moment it was his shelter in the rain of metal death, but most of the fire hadn't been directed his way. Now though, bark began to explode off the sides of the tree, while the dirt rippled around, and the bush was torn up, some of it beginning to fall.