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  • Essay / Jonah Is Cool - 532

    I was in a bunker, the Taliban in front of me, bullets whizzing past my head and hitting the sandbags. There are so many explosions, they throw grenades at us, if they get close enough we throw them back. I looked to the side, I could possibly take a photo or two. Adrenaline rushes through me while all of this is happening. This is real life, this isn't a video game, where you die and then you respond to a checkpoint, this is it, this is the real deal. These are exactly the people we are trying to get rid of. I estimated there are about 25, 16 of them among us. That's the job I had to do, I point my gun to my left, fire a few shots at a guy hiding behind a rock. When I see another guy to his left stop and shoot me! I duck and cover myself, stay low. I take a quick look, then go to take another photo, but a friend from behind wants to step forward and come next to me. So I tell him “On three, I’ll cover you!” » I count to three, then shoot and unload a magazine at any enemy I see. The soldier came up to me and slipped inside. I reload, I killed 1 enemy and ...