He came round, trying to sit up and instantly yelping with pain as he tried to lean on his arm. It took him an instant to evaluate the situation. Half his team lay dead and both helicopters were wrecked.<br/><br/>"Wha..." he said, feeling his head with his left arm. "What in God's name just happened?" he asked.<br/><br/>Although he wasn't a medic he could just about tell his injuries, alarmed at what his body was telling him. He had a gash on one leg that was visibly bleeding and from the pain in his arm he guessed he had broken it. Noise in the distance told him he had no time to worry about his health.<br/><br/>"We need to move," he said. "Every soldier for miles around will have seen that explosion and if we stay here we're sitting ducks." He tried to stand up, sitting down almost immediately as he realised he could barely put weight on his foot. "Damnit, I'm not walking anywhere like this."