I killed him! He's dead because of me! I messed up and it got your father killed!
Tell me how my father died!
We were on Quick Reaction force. They called us out. We had reports that there was trouble in a village.
I drove the vehicle down a dirt street.
There was a native guy pointing to the muddier side of the road. LIke he wanted me to drive through it. I ignored him and drove on the other side. In three seconds we were up to the axles.
That's where they started shooting. We ducked behind our vehicles and tried to return fire, but there were dozens of Taliban. It was raining bullets.
We spent hours trying to dig out. And then...
Your dad... Your dad got thing together. He shouted at everybody to abandon the stuck vehicle. Still, we couldn't move. The Taliban had pinned us down. Then he ran out into the field. He fired off so many rounds to keep the enemy down but took a bullet on his shoulder, by his neck.
We got to the other car and drove off to the village. We called for a medevac helicopter. Your father. He kind of... went to sleep...before the... before the helicopter reached us.