Fuck! This is going to be a long firefight, Major Eversman said.

Chalk 4 and 13 were in a very tough position. They were in a firefight against a dozen Iranians with an APC full of unknown weapons. The Iranians had more cover than the US soldiers did and, worst of all, the US soldiers were losing men one by one.

"Makoto!" Marron screamed as he saw Makoto's body get blown away from the grenade.

Marron then took out the Volk Grenade Launcher and fired it at the APC. The grenade impacted into the side of the armored vehicle and created a huge dust cloud, now shrouding the enemy making it even worse to see them.

"That's it! I'm charging those motherfuckers right now!" Marron said. He jumped over his cover and started charging at the 7 Iranians left with a sub-machine gun.

"No! Kevin stay back!" Millington shouted. She then grabbed Jackson and starting charging too.

"Shit...Henderson, are you're comrades retarded?!?" Maj. Eversman yelled.

The Lt. just sat their relaxed and started chuckling to himself.

"Don't worry about it, sir."

"Don't worry about it? DON'T WORRY ABOUT IT! THOSE SOLDIERS ARE GONNA GET KILLED!!!" Eversman's face started turning red with anger.

"Like I said, don't worry about it. They're merely following my orders."

"Orders? What did you tell them?"

"Tactical Maneuver Zero."

"Z-Zero! Every time a Chalk Leader has used that tactic, it's failed miserably!"

"That may be true but why do you think my Chalk was the only one who didn't go out on missions the last two months? All we did was practice this in the Virtual War Games. So right now my Chalk is the best Chalk in the 13th Marines."

Tactical Maneuver Zero is an almost impossible tactic that is pretty much a last resort. Every leader has failed trying Zero except the Legendary Brigadier General "IronBreadCrumb" Dean. The only reason it worked for him was that he used mass numbers to gain victory. Anyways, Zero is when 1 or 2 soldiers from a unit start charging the enemy on either their left or right flank after they are shrouded somehow (smoke grenade, dust, etc.). Then two more soldiers charge and it just repeats itself until the enemy is completely annihilated.

Pfc. Marron, MCpl. Dawkins, and Sgt. Sweetman went to the left while Pfcs. Millington and Jackson and Lt. Henderson went to the right. Marron reached them first and threw a flash bang in the middle of them. Unfortunately Millington was on the other side and was also flashed. As done in training, she hit the ground as soon as she could to avoid being shot. While she lay there, the rest of Chalk 15 killed the remaining Iranians. Dawkins started walking toward the APC when a badly wounded Syrian popped out of the vehicle, drew his Raging Bull, and blew a hole the size of a quarter through Dawkins' head. Marron immediately unloaded his MP7A1 into the Syrian's chest.

"Jesus...now I have to report again. TWOMBLY! Get me Jenkins again." Eversman said.

"What now Major?" Jenkins seemed ticked about something.

"We lost two more men from Chalk 13 and 3 of my guys are badly hurt, sir."

"Ok Major, first, this isn't Jenkins. This is Brigadier General McKnight. Second, I have no fucking clue what you're talking about. Do you need me to teach you the right radio frequencies, Ev?"

Eversman was so surprised. He hadn't talked to or seen McKnight in over 10 years.

"N-no, sir. It's a little dark out, I probably didn't see it right. Sorry, sir."

"Eh, I was joking with ya, Ev. I'll get Jenkins right away."

Eversman still had a look of confusion on his face. Did McKnight go crazy???, he thought.

"Yes, Major?"

"We lost two more men from Chalk 13 and 3 of my guys are badly hurt, sir."

"Shit...what the hell did you do??? Play with grenades??? I thought you cleared the area."

"No, sir. We decided to ambush a patrol of Iranians that were on their way to Chalk 2 and 8's position. We just cleared the plaza as you ordered. Not the whole block around it, sir."

Jenkins rubbed his head.

"sigh Ok Major, have Galentine do as much as he can. Do you need Streuker's Column to get you a ride?"

Eversman looked at the wounded men. They gave him a look that said they can make it.

"No, sir. We won't need a ride. In fact, we are on our way back to base now."

"Ok then, Major. See you in a half an hour. Jenkins out."

"Alrighty guys, let's go home." Eversman said in a calm voice.

The two Chalks took their sides of Nebu Street. It was gonna be a long way back to base.