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LIFE ON PATROL BASE BOLDAK

A horde of flies swarms above Cpl. James Baker’s head. They repeatedly swoop down and buzz around his face. He quickly swats one away, only to swat another moments later. Baker has been standing inside of a sandbag bunker the size of an office cubicle for the past six hours. On his desk sits a MK-19 grenade launcher pointing toward the endless expanse of the Afghan desert.

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