Page 55 of The Soldier

“How bad?” Josh asks.

I glance down at my arm, but it’s too dark to see. The pain is fucking terrible, and from the amount of sticky blood on my fingers I know it’s a little worse than just a graze.

“Flesh wound. Maybe a little deeper,” I reply.

“What do you need?” Josh demands.

A helicopter, three course meal, and a pina fucking colada would be nice right about now. So would Trina’s gorgeous body sliding down onto my cock.

I’m not a dying man, at least not yet, but he asked.

“Few stitches would be good, but what we really need is backup.” I tell him. “If you can pull some strings and get a Black Hawk out here that would be a game changer.”

We all know getting one into Iran airspace is fucking risky. It’s why we came in on foot over the past few days. That and we were obviously coming in covertly.

It’s not impossible.

Not when you have a valuable Delta team and a wounded private operative on their own in the dessert.

“Situation and coordinates?” Josh replies, not wasting time.

Mickelson yells them out.

“Roger that.” Josh’s voice is getting crackly.

“We’re heading east,” I say and share the vehicle details then clarify. “We’ll stay on them with our priority being to eliminate the target.”

Rodriques takes the phone as we hit a bump and it wobbles in my hand, then puts it on the speaker.

“Lieutenant Jose Rodriques here from Delta Force.”

“Josh Black, Navy SEAL,” he responds.

Rodriques smiles at me. “I know who you are, man. Most of us do.”

Josh is silent.

Humble motherfucker.

“Adams needs medical assistance. We have some supplies, but our team has broken up. If you can get air support as close as possible, as soon as possible, we’ll get your boy back home.”

Am I that bad?

Light headedness kicks in.

Yeah, fuck, I might be.

“Don’t die, Marshall, or I’ll kick your fucking ass,” Adian says in the background.

Shit.I do not want my mother getting a phone call. Not after leaving the military and knowing she currently thinks I’m on US soil sipping green sludge in some ridiculous LA café.

I can’t exactly email them and tell them when I leave for these operations.

And I don’t want Trina knowing about this. She’s already running scared.

I am determined to fuck that sexy woman.

“Wait as long as you can before calling my folks.” I hear Adian cursing again. “And tell Trina that was one hell of a kiss. Next time.”

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