Part 1 The coffee hit my chest like a small, angry wave—too hot, too sticky, too intentional. I felt it through the silk blazer before…
Part 1 The ambush didn’t start with a bang. It started with a silence so thick it felt like the valley had pressed its palm…
Part 1 FOB Titan didn’t smell like heroism. It smelled like bleach, burnt coffee, diesel, and bodies that hadn’t had a real shower in weeks.…
Part 1 The concrete wall exploded six inches from Staff Sergeant McKenzie Rivera’s head. She flattened instinctively, pressing her cheek into rubble and grit, tasting…
Part 1 The embassy had been built to look unbreakable. White stone, tall columns, a vaulted ceiling that made even whispers sound important. Tonight it…
Part 1 The forward operating base sat low in a dust-choked valley, floodlights buzzing like angry insects as they threw pale cones across sandbags, Hesco…