Sergeant Park looked up the tower that did indeed have a phallic appearance to it. He smiled at that [i]dildo[/i] reference. He could see fire pouring out of the structure hitting the platoon’s vehicles and amongst the soldiers frantically trying to remain behind cover. “Roger that!” Park yelled. “Let’s keep up the fire on that location!”

Park reached for his radio intending to report to higher. Undoubtedly Warrant Anderson was well aware of the location. In fact, video feeds were beginning to come in from the drones hovering overhead. The track commanders starting urging their gunners to place fire on now known enemy locations. [i]‘Track commander,’[/i] Park thought to himself. [i]‘Tough to call these guys track commanders anymore. There isn’t any track.’[/i] He got a chuckle out of that notion.

The image of the battlefield in front of him began to unfold. The second and third platoons were facing what appeared to be an overstrength platoon of the enemy well emplaced scattered across their front. The first platoon on the right end of the line were facing another over strength platoon. There may have been well over a hundred Salvesh to Bravo Team’s front. Another two company’s worth of strength extended east and west of the company revealing that the infantry heavy task force was facing about a battalion strength of Salvesh entrenched in the buildings to their front.

Some high energy round impacted immediately to the front of Sergeant Brian Park, spraying dirt in all directions. A fragment of something bounced off Park’s helmet snapping his head back. Although it made his neck sore, he was fine. He pulled up his rifle and fired in the direction of the enemy. A second round glanced off the track to his right and impacted with the ground sending another shower of debris across the squad. This time, a small piece of metal fragment imbedded itself into his backside causing the Korean American to real over in pain. “Medic! Something hit me!” It was blisteringly painful. He focused on the pain forcing himself to remain still.

Meanwhile, Captain Otto communicated his observations to the Task Force Commander who then sent infantry companies left and right to fill in where the Salvesh defensive line was formed. He held his armor in reserve waiting for an opportunity to use them. One platoon pulled up behind TF Cox and provided supporting fires.

[@CaptainBritton]