Sorry for the delays on this one. The action starts at last in this chapter, so sit back, relax and ENJOY

Chapter 7:
The rifle kicked back into Lee's shoulder as the round went off, its' crack partially muffled by the suppressor. The Russians' head snapped back as the round hit him in the face, knocking the beret off of his head. Stumbling back, he lost balance as Lee put another round in him, this time dead in the chest. The second round knocked the man off of his feet and he collapsed. Silence.

The brief moment of quiet was abruptly shattered by yelling and gunshots. "Open fire!" Tommy roared as the four SEALs began firing at the enemy. The element of surprise was now gone and a firefight had erupted. There was no going back from here.

Lee found another target and squeezed off a few rounds, catching him in the midsection throwing the man off of his feet. Tommy's M4 went off next to him as the Lieutenant started firing at targets of his own. Lee took aim at a third Russian, who was taking cover behind a tree with only his head and gun barrel exposed. Putting a round into his head, Lee watched him go down as more gunfire rattled up and down the line. Out of nowhere was a deafening explosion as a dust cloud erupted a few hundred yards away, sending a handful of enemies tumbling to the ground as one of them had set off one of the claymores.

"They're moving up!" Dwight shouted as he fired at another group of hostiles. "Right! Push right!" Tommy roared back, "Charlie, move!" Sliding off of the rock, Lee took aim and caught a man in the waist, knocking him down. Lowering the rifle, he ran to the right as the others did the same. They had to keep moving so that the squad were not overrun.

Lee passed Charlie, who was flipping up the sights on her launcher. Switching off the safety, Charlie aimed the M203 forward, pulling the trigger in front of the M4's magazine. There was a loud Thump as the grenade was blasted out of the barrel, arcing up into the air. It landed somewhere out of view, but by the sound of the explosion and yells of shock and pain, Charlie knew the round hat at least hit something. Reloading the launcher, she continued to fire grenades at the enemy to give the others cover to move. Gunfire and explosions rang out everywhere from Charlie's grenades to the claymores, the Russians were hesitant to advance.

Skidding to a halt, Lee took cover behind another rock and fired at an enemy he spotted running towards him. The round struck him in the knee and he went down. Kill shots didn't matter, as long as people stopped shooting at the SEALs, any hit counted. Lee's rifle clicked and he dropped out the empty magazine, replacing it with a fresh one. He dropped a couple more hostiles before quiet fell over the forest.

Looking around, he saw Tommy and the others on the other side of the rock. "You good?" He called out. "Ay-Okay." Charlie replied, trying to see if the Russians were moving again. Their guns had stopped for almost a minute when the SEALs decided to retreat. Dwight looked through his sniper scope, peering through the trees as he looked for a clear spot for them to run to. He couldn't see any movement to the left. "Tommy, left is good." He noted. "Left is good!"
"On it!" Tommy replied, getting to his feet. Dwight was about to get up as well when he saw a dark shape to the left light up with gunfire. Bullets peppered the rock as Tommy dived into cover again. "Left is not good!" He shouted. Dwight nodded, trying to spot the shooter. A pair of Russians had propped up a PKP and were blindly firing it in their direction. Around them, a handful of other foot soldiers emerged, opening fire as well. "Left is not good!"

Returning fire at the gunners, Lee struggled to keep his rifle steady, sending bullets into the trees and bushes around the two Russians. Slamming the rifle's bipod down onto the rock again, he steadied his aim as the machinegun crew began to reload. He caught one of them in the head and he fell back over, leaving his comrade to operate the gun alone. Lee put the other Russian down moments later as Charlie caught another soldier in the chest and he fell, a second bullet spattering their brains against the nearby tree.

Dwight picked another target and began to fire when bullets pinged off of the rock around him, one of the stray rounds cut through the air and grazed his left shoulder. "Argh!" He roared through clenched teeth. "Mother fucker!" Diving behind cover, he quickly examined the wound. The bullet had only just scraped the surface and had not went into his arm, so no serious damage was done. Raising his rifle above the rock, he blindly fired it into the forest "Fuck you!" He shouted defiantly at the oncoming enemy.

"We're going to be overrun! We have to move!" Tommy boomed. Lee nodded, getting to his feet. "Follow me!" the sniper ordered as he began to run down the slope, keeping his head low as he ran. Charlie's heart pounded as she ran alongside her brother. "I want you to call for immediate evac right away!" The Lieutenant said. "You'll need to keep me covered!" Charlie panted back.

Reaching more defendable cover behind a large fallen tree, Lee collapsed, shouting indecipherably as he dragged himself behind the log. "Goddam!" He shouted, pressing a hand down on a bleeding wound in his upper leg where a bullet had hit him.

"Lee, Dwight!" Tommy called out." I need you to lay down suppressing fire for Charlie to call for support. As the two snipers set to work, Tommy helped his sister unpack the radio equipmen, hanging the small antennae in another tree. "Lightning Base, this is Lightning Zero One!" Charlie shouted into the mic. "Troops in contact! I say again, troops in contact! We need immediate fire support now!" On the other end was the panicked voice of an startled operator. "Right away, Ma'am! He replied. "We're prepping a QRF Team to head to your location, over." Charlie sighed. Thank God. "Solid copy, get them here qui-" The message cut out as several bullets peppered the radio pack, sending sparks fly. Another bullet caught the Comms Officer in the shoulder and she was thrown to the floor.

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Within seconds, the operations centre in the base was outright chaotic with activity. One of the junior lieutenants made his way down one of the corridors, bursting into one of the many offices on the executive wing. "General Garret, sir. We have troops in contact on the mountain, calling for immediate QRF." In an instant, the General was on his feet.

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Lee gripped his MK.12 tighter as he picked off another infantryman making his way through the foliage. How many of these guys are there? He wondered. This Op has surely gone to shit! Swivelling around, he aimed for another target, setting his crosshairs over another Russian. The soldier was raising an AK when bullet knocked him flat. Nice shot, Dwight! Lee thought as he heard his ally take the shot. Looking across to the man, he was about to say something when Dwight's head snapped back violently and he slumped over backwards.
"Man down!" Lee cried out in panic. "Man down!"