“Highlander, we’ve spotted five bodies…"
Finding Team Monti in Ganjigal, from Into the Fire, by Dakota Meyer. USMC Corporal, MOH recipient.
I’d heard all I needed. I jumped out the door and sprinted across the field to the right, opening some distance before Swenson yelled at me. I ignored him, knowing he’d be right behind me. A PKM shifted to me when I was halfway across the terrace. I hopped over a terrace wall and fell into a deep, well-constructed trench.
I landed next to Gunny Johnson, and my heart stopped.
He was lying on his back with his arms outspread, his eyes open but never to see anything again on this earth.
A few feet farther on, I came across the body of an Afghan interpreter who had traveled with our team. I felt sick to my stomach. I knew what I would see next.
Lt. Johnson lay on his back with his eyes closed. He looked peaceful, despite the entry wounds in his right shoulder. Doc Layton lay on top of him, with medical supplies scattered around. I rolled him over.
Doc had taken a three-round burst in the right cheek.
Off to the right, Staff Sergeant Kenefick was lying facedown, his GPS with a busted screen clutched in his left hand. His mouth was open and full of dirt.
I think he was yelling out his grid location—the numbers I heard over the radio four hours earlier—when he was shot in the back of the head.”