We were in the middle of a dogfight, Miles a first sergeant and I were stuck on the second floor of a building taking heavy fire. The rest of the platoon had been hit with a mortar and we didn’t see any survivors besides Derek. I was an American journalist from ABC News who was covering the start of the war and had little experience being a war correspondent. They called out into the empty blast hole in which Derek walked over and could only find things left from the blast. We were down to three people, we lost almost everybody.
People I knew since day one, men with familes and kids, men who were fighting for something bigger then themselves, people who shared there experiences with me.
I felt numb as my spine trembled and