To the rescue

I was just starting my second tour of combat. My name is Jonathan Rock, Sgt. Jonathan Rock. My company was in a convoy heading out of the city when it happened. We were told there were not that many insurgents here. Someone was so wrong on that score, automatic fire and RPG rounds slammed into the vehicles and we poured out to return fire.

I pulled two privates out of a burning hummer and then my lieutenant who had been wounded in the leg. I was dragging another man away from another vehicle when an RPG grenade exploded and threw me down. I had pain in my right leg and arm and one look at my bent and shattered M4 was more than I needed to see. I grabbed the man I had been helping and turned to pull him to safety.

I glanced over to where six insurgents were fighting with a struggling soldier. I looked at the man I was helping. He did not have a rifle and only had an M9 pistol. I pulled it out and hesitated before pulling out the spare magazines. I stood and tucked the spares into my chest pouch as I started running after the insurgents that had pulled the soldier away.

All the insurgents started shooting at me and two stepped out of a doorway to the right. I did not hesitate and shot the one on the left twice in the chest and the other one twice in the face. I hit the alley the insurgents and gone down and kept going. When two insurgents stepped in from each side of the other end with AK-47’s I was close. I shot the one on the right in the chest before doing the same to the other man.

I hit the wall next to the corner before peeking around to see another insurgent standing a dozen feet away and lifting a rifle. I came around the corner shooting and ran past the body falling back. I dropped the magazine and pulled out another. I chambered a round as an insurgents stepped out of a doorway beside another alley.

The insurgents with the soldier had gone into the alley. I pointed the pistol and fired four times into the man’s body before running past him and slamming into the wall. I peeked around the corner and down the alley before turning and running down it. I dove as three insurgent ran into the alley firing their rifles. I rolled before aiming and shooting the man on the left in the chest twice and then the one in the middle. The last man was trying to change the magazine when I put three rounds through his body.

I came to my feet and started running again and stopped to peek around the corner as I changed magazines once more. The insurgents were pulling the soldier through a doorway at the end of the street. I started running again and was almost to the end of the street when two insurgent came out onto a balcony above the door. They sprayed the street with bullets as I fired up at them.

One jerked and then folded over the rail and fell. I was shifting to the other man when I felt a burning, tearing pain through my left thigh and upper left arm. I fired twice into the man’s chest and he went backwards before disappearing. I moved to the side of the door before turning and going through it. A man was on the stairs with a rifle and he pointed it towards me.

I emptied the pistol into him before moving into the building. I thought I would have to search the building when I saw the slight blood trail going down the hall and out another door. I changed magazines again and moved down the hall and looked out the door. To the left and down the street the insurgents were just going around the corner.

I started running and just as I reached the corner three insurgents came running around and into me. I fired three times into the man I had run into as he and the other two grabbed me. My left hand grabbed a pistol from his waist as he fell back and I turned to the right. I fired into the man reaching for my weapon and he screamed as he fell back.
A sharp blow on the back of my helmet made me step forward before I turned and fired twice into the last insurgents that was trying to lift his rifle. I looked around and then looked at the pistol in my left hand. It was a 45 Kimber like some of the marines use. I looked at the man I had taken it from and knelt to quickly take two spare magazines.

I stood and moved around the corner and saw the group of insurgents in a garage down the street. They were just closing the big bay door. I started running, thinking fast. When I reached the garage I headed to the alley on the other side. I looked around the corner and lifted my pistol to shoot the two men by a side door.

I dropped the magazine as I walked towards the door and slipped my last magazine into place. I took a breath and held both pistols in my hands before kicking the door open and stepping in. I lifted both pistols and fired the M9 twice into the chest of a man in front of me. I fired to the side with the Kimber and it slammed a man back and down.

I turned and shot another insurgent several times with the M9 through the body as he was turning with a rifle. I shot an insurgent standing in front of the soldier pointing a pistol at his head with the Kimber. Three rounds from the M9 took the closer man holding the solder up and two more from the Kimber for the last one that was putting another pistol to the soldier’s head.

I moved forward quickly and knelt to check the soldier that turned out to be a lieutenant, “we can not stay here Lt.”

He nodded and struggled to stand. I turned to search the two men that had pistols. One was another 45 and I could use the magazines he was carrying but the other was a 5.7 mm. I tucked the M9 away in a pocket before grabbing the other pistol and spare magazines. I stood and turned towards the door to see the lieutenant holding an AK-47. I nodded as I crossed to the door and stepped out with both pistols up.

The lieutenant limped after me as I moved back towards the street. I reached the corner and was going to look around it when an insurgent ran around into me.