Late evening, Tikrit, Iraq:

"Late evening, Tikrit, Iraq: It was my downtime, so I was in the palace using the computer when Sergeant Major came storming out of the TOC and approached me.
“Brian’s shot. They got hit on exfill. They’re on their way back right now with QRF.” He said in a nervous and worried tone.
“Fuck.” Was all I could think as I quickly grabbed my vest and sidearm. I found my boss and told him what had happened. Then we both ran out of the palace and to the aid station to wait for the humves to bring them in.
Moments later, four Humvees came roaring up the driveway. Brian was on the back of the cargo humvee lying on his back, pants soaked in blood, a field dressing and a tourniquet wrapped around his leg.
“Alright! Let him out slow!” A soldier said as they lowered my friend out of the humvee."
Sniper Eye