You are on a small boat, cramped with scruffy men outfitted in full combat gear. Nervous and pensive they shift about, while you stand and wonder, "What the hell is going to happen to me?" Suddenly, an older man yells, "Get ready! We're going in!" The boat slows down, and a ringing bell goes off. The front ramp slowly opens forwardÂ…and then all hell breaks loose.
A hail of bullets rips and thunders, tearing up your comrades into pieces of flesh and organs, spewing forth the liquid of life. Yet you survive, diving into the cold, murky waters below. The bullets are not content with the open air, and dive below, chasing after you like a dog to fresh meat. You see other men, wearing the same combat fatigue that you do. You struggle to bring your head above the water. Thunder and lightning split the air, striking down your friends, while grim men, cold as ice, plug away at their 150mm guns.
It is a barrage on your senses, the smell of ozone, the crackle of gunfire, the sight of......
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