“At least the heat has lessened” Said Vallone in his ragged dust choked Chicago accent. “aint so bad now”
“Yep. Now we just surrounded by Skinnies with no water or ammo or NV gear.” Groused the weapons specialist Hank Wilson.
“Here they come again” Said an indistinct voice thru the dust.
Bullets skittered along and through the sandy cement around them. Chunks of concrete and mortar grazed, and…