Neighborhood Mayhem

Ammo is full, and ready for lift off.
*POP* Man down! Man Down! Leave him, we need togo.
Time to move out! We need to recruit our allies!
Dodging behind trees, and under bushes--we can't be seen.
Trust no one. You're never safe!
Three o'clock! What was that? Nothing. No enemy of ours.
We need to capture him with time enough to make a safe return.
Eleven o'clock! Eleven o'clock! Target is spotted!
We have alerted him with our code. He arrives safely.
We know the plan, time to disperse!
Back to the foxhole so we can prepare.
Quickly we move through the woods to our destination.
Out of nowhere, we are ambushed!
We retalliate with what ammo we have, and we continue.
I am hit in the right arm. Oh the cold!
He grabs my other arm: we need to keep moving.
Once we return to our fort, we are ambused once again.
We are prepared.
Cannons are stocked, guns cocked, ammo flies through the air.
The battle continues until ammo has finally ceased.
Who is victorious is uncertain, for everyone has been hit.
Wee return to our porches to tend to our wounds with towels,
And await for another hot,
Summer
Day.