*Paulmer: "AAAARRRRGGGGHHHHH!!!!!"
Paulmer picks himself up, he is covered in dirt, dead muds are every where, chard to a black mess. He saw the lifless bodys of Blackburn and Foely. He reached around in the dust for a weapon, he found Blackburns stockless G36K, but it had no magasine. He found a backpack that Foely had. He emptyd it out, and counter what he found.
67, 5.56 rounds
2, fragmentation grenades
1, double drum mag that can hold up to 100 rounds.
he put all the bullets in the double drum magazine, and then put it in the G36K, it fit. He put the grenades in a pouch on the back of his belt, and then checked himself. He was covered in soil, that would give him good cover, he had been burnt slightly on his left arm, and his left shoulder pad was totaly gone. He pried some shrapnel from his right shoulder pad. Then he noticed blood on his hand. He looked to see a large piece of shrapnel stuck in his right arm, but he hadnt felt it. He took it out, with lots of pain, and wrapped up the wound in Foelys medic pak, which was mosty shreads.
*Paulmers thoughts: "i'll stay here, and wait for someone to come by and pick me up"
he had good camo providing it didnt rain, and he had enough ammo, for a while. He would just sit tight untill help arrives.
*Paulmers thoughts: "why didnt i bring a radieo?"
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