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keep him from getting his feet under him. With the single-point sling wrapped around him, it was as good as a handle. Mike fumbled for the quick release, trying to disconnect himself from the weapon. The second man charged Mike and wrapped him in a bear hug from behind. Thad stepped up and swung the coach gun at the crown of the man’s head with all the force he could muster, which was considerable. He split the man’s skull and he collapsed. As the body hit the ground, Thad fired one barrel into the man’s face.
    At the same moment, Mike finally found the release and the weapon came free. Both he and the man he struggled with fell back away from one another. Mike drew his pistol as he fell and fired when his ass hit the ground. Thad swung the old shotgun around, holding it at arm’s length, and pulled the second trigger, sending a load of number four buck into the man’s chest, along with the hail of .45 rounds Mike was raining into the man.
    Thad dropped the shotgun and drew his pistol, spinning around and looking for more targets. Ted and Sarge were back to back doing the same. Six bodies were on the ground around them. Mike got to his feet and picked up his carbine.
    “Anybody hit?” Sarge asked.
    Everyone patted themselves and replied in the negative. In the light from Ted’s carbine, Thad said, “Ted, your head’s bleeding.”
    Ted reached up and felt the warm wetness on the side of his head. Sarge grabbed his chin, turning Ted’s head to the side. “You’re alright. Shot the top of your ear off.” He patted Ted’s shoulder. “You’re one lucky son of a bitch.”
    Ted was pawing at his ear. “What do you mean, shot it off? Is it gone?”
    “Hell yeah, it’s gone. Come on. We’ll worry about that later,” Sarge said as he started towards Tyler’s place.
    Ted searched the ground with his light. “We’ve got to find it!”
    “For what? Not like we can put it back on. What are you going to do? Make a damn necklace out of it?” Sarge shot back.
    Ted was in mild shock. “Fuck that! It’s my ear!”
    Sarge grabbed Ted by his plate carrier. “Get yer head outta yer ass! This shit ain’t over, and you know there’s no medicine in a gun fight! We’ll tend to your grape when this shit’s over. Now get yer ass in gear!”
    Mike ran past Ted and slapped him on the shoulder. “Come on, Teddy. Let’s get these fuckers!”
    Ted looked down at the men on the ground. “Shot my ear off, you sons of bitches!” And he proceeded to stomp one of the bodies in the face. Ted looked up with a wild expression, let out a scream, and then took off after Mike.
    Thad picked up the coach gun and broke the action open. The two spent shells ejected and he dropped in two more. Sarge looked at him. “You OK, Thad?”
    Thad nodded and was about to reply when there was an explosion from the back of the neighborhood. Sarge looked in the direction of the sound and said, “That’s Dalton’s IED. Let’s go take a look.” Thad nodded, and they moved down the road in the direction of the explosion.

    Mel looked around the house. “Is everyone OK? Is anyone hurt?”
    Taylor was on the floor searching frantically. “Where’s my gun? I can’t find my gun!”
    “I think we’re alright,” Jess said.
    Mel looked at Lee Ann. “Go check on Ashley. They’re in the bathroom.” Lee Ann nodded as she methodically removed the magazine from her H&K and placed a fresh one in. She pulled the bolt back slightly and checked to make sure it was chambered, and walked to the bathroom.
    “Aww shit,” Jamie said. She was lying on the floor in front of the door looking at her blood-covered hand.
    “Oh God, Jamie’s hurt!” Fred yelled.
    They rushed to her side. “Are you OK? Where is it?” Jess asked.
    Mel looked around. “We need to blow these lights out. Taylor, can you take care of that for us?”
    Taylor was getting to her feet, having found her weapon on the floor under pillows from the sofa. She began extinguishing the