“Fox Nine, Fox Nine, this is Echo One One. Adjust fire, over.” The Vox bud chimed in Sergeant Morse’s left ear. “Echo One One this is Fox Nine, adjust fire out” Morse responded as he motioned his team to prep the mortars.
“Grid Nine, Alpha, Seven, Dash, Two, Bravo, Four. Enemy infantry squad moving along the trail. Fire when ready, over”
Morse repeated the fire mission back to the forward observer as his team entered the co-ordinates into the repeating mortars and selected single-round manual fire. Morse nodded to the corporal and with three muted thumps the rounds were away.
“Rounds away, Sir”
