Staying Alert
“I need to be alert,” he whispered, remembering the price he’d paid for being lax. It had all happened in the flash of a second.
He and his fire team had been on a drive down neutralized territory, eager to return to their base.
The sun was just as high as today, and Griff was anxious to get to base to take a breather. He had no idea how terrible things were about to get.