Then
The men landed and regrouped at the checkpoint. They were
scared, but they knew they could not show it. It was the enemy’s back door they
came knocking on. It seemed peaceful as the rest of the battalion was taking
off their parachutes. The first lieutenant was looking at the map as he pulled
out his compass and pencil to figure out which way the rendezvous was with the
first infantry. After getting everyone set the men moved out to the small
village of Di Kha. The men found that the land was almost too quiet compared to
their past missions. As they marched through the thick jungle and rice patties
they had the eerie feeling like they were being watched. The first lieutenant
ordered the men to stop at the sound of a stick breaking. The men swung around
there M16 rifles in every direction. They stood there in silence for what
seemed like a millennium, then a loud scream omitted from the leaves and then
what sounded like an army followed it.
Now
Alright boys I don’t care what you hear about these POW
camps and all the stories and legends behind them, we’re getting outa here.
There numbers may be grander but we are Rangers God Dammit! Now there patrols
pass by every now and then so if we can get one of these assholes and his rifle
then we can take out the whole camp. Who knew bamboo sticks would be so strong
to keep us locked up like animals? I’ll tell you this boys, we ain’t animals,
they are and they are the ones that will lose this fight. Now we will need to
do this under the cover of nightfall, and get rid of that spotlight. Alright
here comes one of them now I will get his attention and Jimmy you take him out.
Alright here Gyro you’re the best shot here take his rifle. All right boys move
as a unit and I will get us out of this mess alive.
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