His partner was shot 17 times (most of those striking his body armour). But he killed three of the enemy, got on Clark’s radio to tell the others on the team (because his radio had been shot up), then walked out because he didn’t want to let down his brothers
I mean, holy shit.
When I was in the scouts, we camped out on the campus of Annapolis where the officers going into the Navy train. They also have seal training there for the officers and they have their own hell week. We actually ended up being there during this time period. Its winter, its -5 degrees outside that year, and we are sitting in the cafeteria eating watching these guys crawling through the dirt next to the windows (the cafe was in a basement, so they are above you) then run over, jump in the fucking river, jump out and run out of sight. Dude showing us around at the end of the week he told us his roomate was in that program. My dad asked him how hell week went for his friend and he said "yeah, he comes in, falls flat on his face on the bed, and I asked him how it went and he said "its over." then passed the fuck out."
Those guys are an entirely different breed of fighting man and they strike fear in anyone who hears they are coming for them.