"We can't go around," Private Russo muttered. "Swamp's too deep."
"Harris. Take point. We move in sixty seconds." BROTHERS IN ARMS part06 rar
"I'm not asking for opinions," Cole said. He looked at the youngest of them, Private Delgado—nineteen, scared, but steady under fire so far. "Delgado. You still got that smoke?" "We can't go around," Private Russo muttered
No one argued. They checked their weapons. Delgado crossed himself. Russo spit over the side. "We can't go around
Cole closed his eyes. Two hours until dawn. No air support. No tanks. Just seven men, half a clip each, and a river full of dead things floating downstream.
He slid back. "Machine gun. Nestled in the church ruins. Two hundred meters, maybe less."