Jordan Charters
@jkcharters
The night air was filled with the purtid smell of waste that had clung to the desert heat. It was cold but not overwhelmingly so. Dive bomber insects looking for a treat buzzed around our heads repelled by our DEET. But none more than myself. Why is that I pondered? As soon as this thought left my body. The ground shook as flashes came across the sky. It has begun... Air support is here...
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