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The dust from the artillery fire had not yet dissipated. The infantry of Company A's 1st Platoon relied on the remaining cover of three M2A3 "Bradley" fighting vehicles to advance arduously through a muddy field and scattered warehouse area in the western suburbs of Gerry City. The air was filled with the strange smell of burning smoke and rubber explosives mixed together.
"Hound 1-1, Hound 1-3, suspected enemy defensive position at ten o'clock ahead, dirt slope behind the bushes! Do you see those sandbags?" The voice of Lieutenant Kyle Jenkins, the platoon leader, came through the radio, accompanied by a hissing static.
"Hound 1-3 copy, identified."
The commander of 1-3 responded, and immediately the 25mm chain gun of his vehicle adjusted slightly, aiming at that area.
