The sky is dark from the thunderclouds that clouded it, just as hatred clouded the hearts of the fighting men gathered under the sky. Among the ruins of a once peaceful Vietnamese destroyed by forces fighting a proxy war for the Western World and the Communist World, forces which even now are vying for inches of ground beneath the dark sky. Bursts of 7.62mm Kalashnikov ammo sped through the air as the shrill reports of the Kalashnikovs disturbed the peace of the rural village. Wounded U.S. Marines screamed in pain as a 40mm grenade anti-personnel grenade from a Viet Cong guerrilla exploded near their hiding spot, causing the ground to vibrate and eardrums to rupture from the sound. The salty tang of blood is tasted in the mouth of the soldiers as the strong scent of gunpowder refuses to dissipate, just as yet another 40mm grenade sail into the air to kill yet more young men serving their country.
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