Mission Under Fire by Byers Rex & Bennington Jeff

Author:Byers, Rex & Bennington, Jeff [Byers, Rex]
Language: eng
Format: azw
Tags: Caribbean, missions, Christian Ministry, true crime, true story, inspirational, Haiti, memoir, Biography
Publisher: Nexgate Press
Published: 2013-10-11T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter 9

Help Arrives

With only the moonlight to guide them, Arthur and Jeanpy shot into the shadows exchanging gunfire with our attackers, and then it got deathly quiet.

Jason lay still. He didn’t know what was going on. The silence was frightening. He desperately tried to come up with a plan. His feet were killing him, swelling and aching, so he continued crawling until he heard someone coming toward the gate. He cautiously slunk through the field convinced that whoever had approached was one of the gunmen. He didn’t know it at the time, but it was actually Jeanpy running toward the huge generators.

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The gun battle continued and bullets fired relentlessly into the kitchen. Trapped in the darkness, unaware of Jason’s position, Brad and I kept low and quiet. After a time of silence, a faint, unfamiliar voice called out, “Are the police here?” Arthur answered back, “Yes they are.” But it wasn’t a voice any of us recognized. Thinking it was one of the gunmen trying to fool us into opening the door, Brad yelled, “No they’re not!”

At the time, we didn’t know where the extra shots were coming from. The redirected gunfight, and the call from outside, could have been a ploy. We couldn’t possibly know what was going on out there, and we weren’t about to take any chances.

Out on the veranda, I needed serious medical attention. While Brad had his hand wedged into my groin, I reached around to the backside of my leg. The lump felt like a bullet bulging directly opposite my entry wound. I wondered what had happened to the bone. Then, sensing something had changed, I looked up. The guns had stopped shooting, and the silence interrupted my thoughts.

I figured the gunmen had run away, were captured, or everyone was dead. I prepared myself for anything. My mind conjured up the worst possible scenario. A minute later, the lights came on, and a S.W.A.T team charged into the apartment in full gear. Their arrival was a Godsend.

It was over... finally.

A wave of relief rushed over my body like a surge of wind. Jeanpy had run past Jason and started the massive generators outside, illuminating the Double Harvest complex. The police made a quick assessment of our situation and immediately made plans for getting the medical treatment we so desperately needed. There were no ambulances or paramedics, however, only Arthur’s pickup truck and another vehicle that belonged to Double Harvest or Jeanpy.

At that point Dee Dee realized that when she woke up to the gunshots and screaming, she grabbed the wrong glasses. In the gloom and madness of the attack, she had grabbed her sunglasses. It’s no wonder that when she looked out the window to search for help, all she saw was total darkness.

Brad told Dee Dee we needed a belt of some kind to make a tourniquet around my leg. Maggie gave her a black leather belt. Brad and Dee Dee worked together, fitting the belt snuggly around my leg. After they had fastened the tourniquet, they prepared to heave my limp and weakened body.

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