13 Hours The Secret Soldiers - Of Benghazi (2016)...

"Rone," Jack muttered into his comms, his voice low enough to stay under the wind. "You think they’re coming back for a second round?"

Jack nodded, watching the light hit the Libyan coast. They were the secret soldiers—the ones whose names wouldn't be on the morning news, but whose shadows would forever guard that patch of desert. They had survived the night, but they had left a piece of their souls in the shadows of Benghazi. 13 Hours The Secret Soldiers Of Benghazi (2016)...

But the GRS team wasn't built for tired. They were built for the "thirteenth hour"—that stretch of time where the world forgets you exist, where no drones are overhead, and no quick-reaction force is screaming across the horizon to save you. "Rone," Jack muttered into his comms, his voice

"Sun's up," Rone said, his face smeared with soot, eyes bloodshot but clear. They had survived the night, but they had