Stolen Savior
– Author’s note: This is only the first half of the story. If you don’t like reading incomplete works, please find something else. I’m having trouble coming up with an exciting but plausible ending. I will post the rest when it’s ready. – I hadn’t believed my sergeant when he told us time slows to a crawl in combat, but it really does. I clearly remember every bit of my seven-on-one firefight in Ramadi Iraq, down to the tenth of a second. Maybe even millisecond. My initial burst hit the leader in the face, as an RPG rocket missed me by less than a foot. It blew up a car behind me as I fired again. I took at least five hits in only a few seconds, but kept on shooting. My 3-shot bursts were …