“What about the fire support team?” Murphy asked.
An excellent question, since their standard operating procedures was to fire a salvo of mortars to clear the area. It was a form of area denial. If no man was left to fight, then that team would make sure nothing made it out alive.
“Dead,” Ryan said after wiping a tear from the corner of his left eye.
Murphy moved in closer to console the Sergeant, who had been promoted from out of this group. I hear they were a particularly tight-knit group.

Disclaimer: This novel is an work in progress and readers may encounter grammatical errors and inconsistencies. Please view this a draft and not a published work.
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