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Thompson was jarred awake by the sound of gunfire deafeningly nearby and scrambled from beneath the Bradley. He found Anderson standing next to the Bradley, his M16 in his hands, a small wisp of smoke still drifting from the barrel of his weapon.

"What the damn hell you doin', Anderson?"

"Aw, Sarge, there was a big ol' Scorpion about to crawl up your pant leg, but I got the sonofabitch!"

"So help me, Anderson ... for cryin out loud. Dammit! You scared the shit out of me!"