Jake

And at one point there's a log I got to straddle to step over to stay in kind of our tactical wedge formation.

I've done it probably a dozen times already this night over the last couple of hours.

And I go to kind of push myself and reach for the ground on the other side, except there is no ground on the other side.

And I just start plummeting off of a cliff.

I reached out for what I thought was just a skinny tree, but it was the top of a pretty tall tree and I missed it.

I'm going down now.

It's a few second free fall.

I kind of hit halfway down at like a little rock out crap spin over.

And now I'm just sprawled out on my back on the ground.

I landed my rucksack, my rifle to the side.

My night vision is knocked off.

I knocked the wind out of me.

The whole time it's quiet movement, hand and arm signals.

And I just yell, halt.

Like I don't want anyone to follow me.

The squad leader comes up.

He's like, Hey, are you good?

What's going on?

I can't see the top of the rim of some ravine or like chasm in the middle of the woods.

Just this little pit.