Vo Chieu Chong 2
I slid down her slender waist and found the ribbon wrapped about her waist. The two AT guns had fired, almost immediately one of the T-34s exploded, the frontal armor of the tank being completely pierced by the fired shell, sending Vietnam metal fragments and splinters back into the interior of the tank, presumably one of these had hit a shell that was stored within, blowing the turret straight off of the hull of the tank as the ensuing blast sent shards of shrapnel through the soldiers riding on the back, killing many with few exceptions. I nodded, grabbed my bra from the backseat, stuffed it into my purse and set out on the mile walk home. I never expected it from her.
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