20 Jul
2005
20 Jul
'05
10:52 p.m.
The PRC-35 crackled to life as a hushed voice came over the air "Red Dog 3, six actual", "Red dog 3", "we're on the moon". "Roger that, 3 out". And 6 Marines in full combat gear, stepped out from the safety of the jungle and into a small opening to look up at the moon". Ah yes, like it was yesterday...