Hd13 Hours- The Secret Soldiers Of Benghazi -

Finally, after 20 agonizing minutes, Bob relented. "Go. Get them."

Having secured the surviving seven Americans from the SMC, the GRS loaded them into the vehicles. "We’re pulling out!" Silva ordered. They drove back through the streets of Benghazi, bullets sparking off the hood of the Suburban. One round pierced the windshield, missing Oz’s head by an inch. HD13 Hours- The Secret Soldiers of Benghazi

At 4:00 AM, the attacks began to wane. The militants, having lost dozens of fighters, withdrew as the first gray light crept over the horizon. The GRS stood among the wreckage—burned vehicles, spent casings ankle-deep, blood-soaked sandbags. They counted their dead: Tyrone Woods, Glen Doherty (a former SEAL sniper who had arrived from Tripoli as a reinforcement and been killed by the same mortar that took Rone). And the two from the SMC: Stevens and Smith. Finally, after 20 agonizing minutes, Bob relented