A squad of soldiers were already engaging the enemy, but weren't getting anywhere. One side would shoot and the other would seek cover. "Grenades, everyone! Grenades!" Ray told them as he pinned the pin off of one and tossed the explosive. Soon, the enemy scattered like the snow was blown by the wind. But this squad was also at the landing zone for the helicopters. Ray leaned next to the radio man. "We need fire support! Call for back up!" If they didn't get help, the squad would be overwhelmed.