Black Ops by Alan Baxter

Author:Alan Baxter
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Cohesion Press
Published: 2016-12-07T16:00:00+00:00

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The rest of the evening passes without event. Far off screams are heard periodically, but nothing draws close to the killing ground. Even the night runners have apparently had enough. Taking turns on watch, they get what rest they can.

It took Speer and Miller all of about forty minutes after sunrise to find the quad tracks leading up a logging road. A short distance up a hill, nestled within evergreens, Speer found two shipping containers resting on level ground with fourteen bandits scattered around it. The quads and vans were parked to the side. Some of the women had been tied to trees, the others not visible – probably being kept the containers. The tied women and the type of vehicles are all the verification Krandle needs. Leaving the civilians to dig shallow graves for the two who succumbed to their wounds, Krandle and the others join with Speer and Miller.

Speer points out three leaning against trunks farther into the trees, apparently the watch they set. One is positioned just off the road in front of a large fir. The other two are off to the sides, all focused — if focused is the correct word — toward the highway. They have evidently concluded that any threat will come from that direction, that nothing can come at them from within the woods. Considering the sound of gunfire and explosions, Krandle is a little confused by their nonchalance.

Perhaps that’s what comes from thinking the world is yours for the taking.

“I didn’t see any radios on the guards,” Speer says.

Krandle momentarily ponders coming at them from their unsecured side, but opts to take the guards out first. Always better to deal with the perimeter first, then move in.

Krandle directs Speer and Ortiz to take out the first guard, setting the rest of the team to cover their approach. If the camp becomes alerted, Speer and Ortiz will eliminate the other two guards while Krandle and the rest of the team engage those within the camp. That means a firefight, which is always risky.

“Don’t worry about the bullet with your name on it,” one of his instructors had said. “It’s the ones marked anonymous you have to be concerned with.”

If the team can catch them by surprise, they can take the bandits down before they have a chance to fire a shot. If it comes down to a fight, one of the marauders may just shoot the women as a final ‘Fuck You’.

Speer snakes his way under the trees, pushing small limbs and needles out of the way prior to setting his foot down. Ortiz follows silently behind. The guard sits on a fallen tree, intently studying his finger nails. Leaning against the bark to the man’s side rests an AR-15 style carbine. A short distance behind the man, Speer and Ortiz slowly lay their M-4s on the ground and Speer withdraws a six-inch blade from a sheath.

Approaching from behind, using the trees for cover while keeping the man in sight, the two SEALs inch toward the guard.

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