I dragged myself behind a burned-out car. Each day, we chose a medic. I grabbed the short straw today. (I guess I should count myself lucky, considering I got shot and all.) I patched myself up and finished making the run to the church. I made it this time, but the doors were shut, so I got IED to throw me the breach pack he had on him. Once inside the church, I changed back to my own uniform then climbed to the top of the bell tower so I could get a better view, but I forgot my gun scope for my rifle and my binoculars, so I was next to useless up there, but oh well. In the distance, about 300m away, I could see light on the top of the hill. Out of nowhere, another shot went off, hitting me in the shoulder. (Seriously? Again?)
