09:36:39 A.M.

Ramadi, Iraq

U.S. Army

1st Special Forces Operational Detachment-Delta

‘Shadow Two-One’

It was windy and raining on that day. Somebody must have been eating Charms candies. It’s bad luck to eat the Charms candy. Me and my unit were sweeping the streets. It was only a four man job. We heard that marines were ambushed in an abandon building and had no choice but to pull back and send us to eliminate the insurgents.  I was carrying my tan painted M4A1 fitted with a M203 grenade launcher, AN/PEQ-2 IR Designator and ACOG sight fitted with a Docter mini-reflex sight, in my holster is a M1911A1, and on my back in my bag is my tan painted M40A3. My commanding officer, Captain David ‘Bear’ Powell is also carrying a M4 fitted with a M203 with a vertical foregrip is mounted underneath the launcher, AN/PEQ-2 IR Designator and ACOG sight fitted with a Docter mini-reflex sight. He also has the radio. Next is our weapon specialist Sergeant Major Damien ‘Gator’ Lee. He’s carrying M16A4 with an ACOG sight, AN/PEQ-15 IR designator, and an M203 grenade launcher. Last is our medic Master Sergeant Damien ‘Doc’ Nash. He is carrying a M4A1 fitted with an ACOG scope, AN/PEQ-2 IR designators, RIS foregrips, and tan paintjob. As we walk through the streets, we see civilians running to their houses. As we made it to the building, me and my team stacked up on the door.

“On my mark.” Said ‘Bear’. “Three…Two…One…BREACH!”

I kick down the door and as we entered the room, 'Gator' and I took down some insurgents. There were only three of them. We searched room-to-room and took down some insurgents. Later we went upstairs to the roof and took down three tangos. We have cleared the building. 'Bear' then called command that we have cleared the area.

"'Command' this is 'Shadow Two-One Actual' we cleared the building. All insurgents are down. I repeat all tangos are down."

"Negative 'Two-One'." Said Command. "UAV picked up a lot of insurgents moving towards the building."

"Do we have any support."

"Negative 'Two-One'."

"Then what the fuck do we have?"

"We're sending in a Ranger QRF to come get you guys. ETA Thirty Mikes. So sit tight."

"Roger. 'Shadow Two-One Actual' out."

We couldn't believe what we just here. A lot of Iraqi bad guys are coming to this building and we don't have enough ammo to handle all of them. We began setting up defensive perimeter on top of the roof. I pulled out my M40 and set up a sniping position. As look through my scopes, I can see a large numbers of insurgents ready to kill us and walking towards our position. They were about fifty yards away from us.

"Alright boys...get ready to engage." Said 'Bear'.

"Roger." Said 'Doc'.

"Ready." Said 'Gator'.

"Alright 'Specter'. you got the green light."

"Roger." I said.

I began aiming at my sniper rifle at the head of an insurgent holding a RPG-7. I calculated the wind speed and distance and was ready to fire my weapon.

"Good night mother fucker." I said.

When I pulled the trigger, the bullet went flying to the target. Through my scope, I see the target get hit in the head by my bullet and blood was spraying everywhere. The insurgents heard the sound of my gun and knew where we are. They then began to open fire on us. I was picking off a lot of those insurgents and all of them drop like rocks. I haven’t even missed a single shot yet. But who the hell cares how many kills we get? We were outnumbered and were running out of ammo. I was now on my last magazine. I ran out of bullets for my sniper rifle, so I ducked into cover and switched to my M4. They were getting closer and closer to the building we are anyway so it was best to switch to the Assault Rifle. I even used my I got out from cover and aimed it at them.

“Get some, mother fuckers.” I swore on those insurgents while I fired my M4 at them.

We were getting low on ammo than running out of bad guys. There were just too many of them. No matter how many we killed more shows up.

Sadly...when I went back into cover and had to reload, one of them got lucky and hit one of our teammates. It was Lee. I saw him get shot in the neck and face. He was hurt pretty bad. Nash went over to him to check to see if he was alright. As soon as he finished checking on him…he started yelling,

“GATOR’S DEAD!”

‘Fuck! Motherfuckers!’ I swore in my thoughts.

I came out from cover and engaged on those fuck'n bastards.

“FUCK YOOOOOOOOOOOOOU!!”  

As I was firing my weapon at the insurgences, I heard my commanding officer calling on the radio.

“’COMMAND’ THIS ‘SHADOW TWO-ONE ACTUAL’! WE NEED IMMEDIATE QRF! TANGO INDIA CHARLIE! TANGO INDIA CHARLIE! WE ARE TAKING A LOT OF ENEMY FIRE AND WE HAVE A DELTA DOWN! I REPEAT MAN FUCK’N DOWN!”

While we were still in the firefight, we were still surprised that we’ve lost 'Gator'. He has a wife and three kids back home. While I was still firing my rifle at the enemy, 'Doc' came by my side fighting the insurgents with me then 'Bear' came back to the fight. Those Iraqi insurgents were getting closer and closer. I then see a grenade landed behind me. I thought it was my time to die...but 'Doc' saved my life. He dived on top of the grenade and waited to explode...and it did and killed Damien. That was the most heroic thing he did. He gave up his life to save mine. 'Bear' saw what happened and was very pissed off. He switches his M4 to full automatic and then opened fire on the insurgents.

"YOU FUCK'N BASTARDS!" Yelled 'Bear'. "YOU KILLED 'DOC'!"

"SIR GET YOUR HEAD DOWN!" I yelled

I was trying to make 'Bear' get to cover before he get shot but it was too late. I saw 'Bear' get shot in the neck and fell to the ground.

“DAVID!” I yelled.

I ran to him to check on him. My commanding officer was shot in the neck. He was coughing and drowning in blood. I was holding him tightly and was putting more pressuring on the wound but he was stilling chocking. I’ve already lost so many members of my team and now I’m losing my best friend ‘Bear’. I can see it in his eyes that he was going to die. Few seconds later, his body went to limp. I had to close his eyes with my hand and then had to go back to the fight. I was running out of mag for my rifle. Then suddenly I heard the back door opening and somebody shot me in the back twice. I then quickly turned around and opened fire on the insurgent who shot me but then I was shot in the stomach...but I managed to kill him. There were more coming from the back. They have entered our building. When I ran out of bullets for my M4, I pulled out my sidearm and opened fire on the insurgents who were coming from behind. As I turned around I see, more Iraqis with guns running towards this building. There were no hope that the QRF will pick me up in time. I limped my way next to the door, sat down next to the wall and all I could do is look at the sky. I couldn’t feel my entire body anymore. Only pain Then everything started to turn black. All I did was closing my eyes and was ready to meet My Creator. I had died on that building…along with my brothers…but…I was given a second chance.