The Storm

"And then a word came from Reese: 'Wait! Activity 20 feet to the right of the large, red, hanging lantern, Captain' 'I see it,' I replied. We had to move our positi on. 'Gunny, let’s move right.' A metal shed partially obstructed my view of the party courtyard." "As I passed by the men on our right I told Towers, our communications man, to radio via satellite phone to our CIA watchdogs our readiness to engage, and that we were waitin' for identification of our subject. New frequencies had been assigned to us that were outside the frequency range of the known Vietcong listenin' posts. Findin' a more suitable spot, I said 'Set up here, Gunny, and let’s take a look -see.' We established a new sniper position and again scanned the courtyard for what Reese, and I had seen briefly." "Acommotion to the left of the courtyard caught my eye. Somethin' was happening. An applause went up from the crowd as they all stood, and their total attention was now upon a man that had just entered the courtyard with a small group of armed men. I adjusted the focus on my scope, and I could see his face even more clearly now. There he was the leader of this pack of gangsters. I recalled the slides and pictures at the base briefing of this monster's evil handiwork, and turned to Gunny: 'We got him, Gunny. That’s him. Now kill this creep and remove this scum from off the face of the earth.' 'YES SIR!' Gunny replied, and he set up his weapon's tripod as Reese observed through his scope and made his own calculations. sI observed the monster sit down at the head of the table like a fat cat gloating over his successes in torture and maiming. His loyal, misguided subjects who, out of either fear or admiration, continued their standing ovation, and eventually took their seats at the wave of his hand. I would have called in

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