1 Sunni Awakening
The rotor blades roar drowned the clinking, pinging sound hitting metal. Hovering approximately four feet above the tattered two-story brick-and-mortar rooftop, the door gunner aimed carefully with covering fire, ensuring none of the 7.62-mm rounds from his M60 machine gun hit any of the four Special Forces soldiers running or limping toward the evacuation chopper.
Ron Hawkins on the left and Chris Short on the right of Dave Sutherland, dragged him along with his mangled leg toward the craft. A trail of red blood smeared across the dirt-brown surface like a giant paintbrush, adding to the array of colors on the rooftop palette. John Banks trailed the three, firing his weapon at the doorway in an effort to keep the insurgents from reaching them.
The jihad martyrs had swarmed the school building like ants, chasing the last four Special Forces soldiers who were holding what was left of the structure for two hours. John reached the Black Hawk helicopter as it lifted with a jerk. Two enemy rounds crashed into his body, one in the chest and the other his left leg, just below the knee.
Dangling over the skid, the impact caused him to slump backward, nearly falling nearly twenty feet back into the swarming enemy. Ron quickly grabbed his ammo vest as the chopper pulled abruptly away.