It is cramped and hot inside a light armored vehicle (LAV). Wearing a flak vest and helmet, and a belt hung with weapon, flashlight, knife and gas mask, a Marine has just enough room to slide into his seat. The commander sits behind a thermal eyepiece, surrounded by metal and wires and the photo his girlfriend gave him when he left a few weeks ago. To his left is the gunner, whose job is to feed in rounds, making sure they don't tangle. Below and ahead but out of sight unless he leans back so far he is lying almost flat...
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