Tell him to lead the way

From Create Your Own Story

"Right on," he says. You grab your body armor and M-16 and follow on his heels. Outside, mortars continue to fall. All around you, other soldiers, some of them in their PT clothes, scramble from their rooms and the shower trailer, heading for the relative safety of larger, older buildings where Sadaam Hussein's soldiers were once quartered. You do a bee-line behind the specialist, weaving between concrete t-barriers and sandbags. Moments later, your previous home is destroyed, penetrated by an errant mortar.

"Close fucking call," your buddy remarks. "Come on. Let's get up to Operations."

You follow behind him to what used to be a prison, where most of your Unit is taking cover. There are close to eighty soldiers, all of whom you recognize. Section chiefs are taking headcount of Joes (lower enlisted soldiers) and Platoon sergeants are making sure everyone is alive and accounted for.