Tommy was moving his gun all around, making sure not to waste too much ammo wherever he could. The number of Charlies was beginning to dwindle, and just as he shot another, Sergeant Ryan called out, "Cease fire, cease fire!"

Tommy stopped firing, looking around for any movement. He was breathing heavily, sweat dripping from his hair. He was running low on ammo, so he started go to around to all of the VC and pick up their AKs and some magazines. As he picked the fist one up, he noticed how red his skin was getting, "Shit," he sighed, "I don't wanna get burned this early."