The rain of Satan got closer and closer, until we heard the roar of the F-16’s Pratt and Whitney F-100 turbofan engine. The enemy fire stopped for a minute as if to try to figure out what was going on. About five seconds later, we heard the high pitch of the M-61 Vulcan cannon from the F-16. As soon as the high pitch ended, I saw two 1,000-pound bombs bury themselves into the pavement below me. It was like a scene from a movie.