The helicopter that brought me in is leaving. It is coming back.
I never spent the night up there, although I could have the night it
was overrun. But decided not to.
It had always seemed like a safe place to be. After it was overrun, I
was up there the next day. It seems as though the folks on guard, in the bunkers, were smoking and playing music. Providing a perfect opportunity for an attack.
These people are the ones that paid the biggest price for the mistake:
most were killed in the attack.
