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Becky's Marine part 7

Date: 9/22/2015, Categories: Fiction, Job/Place-of-work, Non-Erotic, Romance, Author: Betrayer_of_Skalathrax, Rating: 89.2, Source: sexstories.com

returned a few minutes later with a blanket and 2 small boxes, one was purple and the other red. I recognized them instantly and a small groan escaped my throat. "Don't give me that, you said you would tell me later and it later, so I'd like to hear how you got these." She presented me with the boxes and sat back down between me and Carl, covering her legs with the blanket. "What are those?" Carl asked motioning for the boxes. "This is the Purple Heart, and this is the Bronze Star with combat 'V' device." I handed him the respective boxes as I named them off. He took them and opened them, revealing the contents of each. "Now I'm curious, how did you get these? If you don't mind sharing." Once again, my comfort zone was nowhere to be found. I didn't like being thought of as a hero for the Bronze Star and I hated telling the story of my other injury. I sighed and went to the kitchen, feeling their eyes boring a hole into my back. I went to the liquor cabinet and grabbed the mason jar I kept hidden in the back, then went back to the couch. Becky's eyes lit up, knowing that I would tell the story, but Carl was a bit more reserved. "You don't have to tell us, we understand.". He said receiving a slap from Becky "Get comfortable, these are rough stories." They settled in and we passed the moonshine around once before I started speaking. "This is the Bronze Star with combat 'V' device. It is awarded to those who have distinguished themselves by heroic achievement while engaged in ... conflict with an opposing enemy force." I held up the medal for them to see. "We were supporting an infantry unit, serving as convoy escort a few miles outside of Baghdad when we came under attack by enemy forces. They had superior numbers and a better firing position, but we had to hold them there while the grunts evacuated several casualties from an earlier fight." We passed the shine around again as I continued. "Normally they would hit us hard and fast, then take off, but they stuck it out this time. Soon we were running out of ammo and we had several casualties of our own.". Another drag on the bottle of shine and a long breath later, I looked up to see Carl and Becky hangin on to every word. "A Marine was hit about 10 feet from the truck I was behind, so I ran out to get him to cover. When I got him behind the truck, I used what little was left of my med kit and patched his wound. There were shouts for ammo and Corpsmen, so I ran to the supply truck and grabbed as much ammo as I could carry." Reality slipped away and I was right back there on that afternoon. I could hear the cries of the wounded and the calls for ammo and support. A tear rolled down my face, which Becky wiped away. "I distributed the ammo as best I could given the circumstances, and then replaced a fallen Marine on a humvee turret. Not the ideal place to be, but the support of a .50 cal was needed. About an hour later, the enemy attack shifted to their right flank as the grunts hit them hard. Another hour ...