the very town that we kicked doors in and patrolled and fought for had just gone, like that. i was 18 years old when i arrived in country, coming up to my 19th birthday. i'd aspired to go to afghanistan, like i wanted to be in afghanistan. during that period, it was like we went to bed one night, woke up the next day, and the world was against us. the only time in my life i've ever thought no—one was going to come home was when we were literally on the back foot, cut off, surrounded by the enemy. i mean, were you in combat every day at that point? yeah, by mid—june, yeah, every single day we were. that 2nd ofjune incident was, like, the first time i'd ever experienced death. you remember the date? yeah. and, sadly, there was more to come. yeah, a lot, nine more fell on the 2nd ofjune, yeah. nine more from your company? yeah. like so many of your mates, you were injured. yeah. can you remember that day? i'd ratherjust not go into the whole... but you were injured, right? yeah, so i've lost my vision