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The lone star in the night.
8 years ago
The lonely lynx sits in his house in the woods in the living room, in his rocking chair and is drinking his 5th mojito, he is drunk again and he has terrible time because all the war flashbacks are going around his weary head.
5th April of 2005:
It is a sunny and a hot day in Afghanistan, too hot if you may say that. The 505th recon/counter sniper unit is on the patrol and has a task to sabotage any hostile activity in the area, seize the control and gather enemy intel . Everything is quiet, too quiet, maybe they do not know that we are here yet or maybe they discovered us long time ago and setting up an ambush. The excact location for our story and our patrol is The Registan Desert. Quiet before the storm...
The one they call Muska, uses binocoulars and sees lens flare from the buildings in distance and yells: Take cover we might been spotted!
So they get out from their humvees, kill the engines and take cover behind the vehicles.
Some of them start digging into the sand.
The first shot is heard from the distance, this changes everything. Luckily it was a miss and Muska's buddy Mike raises his head from the cover to scan the distance and the horizon, seconds later he is shot into the head and now Muska just holds his dead friend his hands and thinks: They train you to fight and kill but they do not train you to deal with this, all his emotions are going wild in his head he wants all of this to end, he gets angry and goes beserk with rage. But the chief of the unit comes to him and and tells him to keep his head cool and straight, he says: eventually everybody dies, you just have to accept it. Muska almost starts to cry but he gets hold of himself and knows what to do: eliminate the threat! The unit gets premission to open fire at Islam fighters.
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So they unload the their cars and take sniper rifles. Muska flips out and thinks: this is where the fun begins! No more humanity left inside of him, no remorse.
To be continued....
5th April of 2005:
It is a sunny and a hot day in Afghanistan, too hot if you may say that. The 505th recon/counter sniper unit is on the patrol and has a task to sabotage any hostile activity in the area, seize the control and gather enemy intel . Everything is quiet, too quiet, maybe they do not know that we are here yet or maybe they discovered us long time ago and setting up an ambush. The excact location for our story and our patrol is The Registan Desert. Quiet before the storm...
The one they call Muska, uses binocoulars and sees lens flare from the buildings in distance and yells: Take cover we might been spotted!
So they get out from their humvees, kill the engines and take cover behind the vehicles.
Some of them start digging into the sand.
The first shot is heard from the distance, this changes everything. Luckily it was a miss and Muska's buddy Mike raises his head from the cover to scan the distance and the horizon, seconds later he is shot into the head and now Muska just holds his dead friend his hands and thinks: They train you to fight and kill but they do not train you to deal with this, all his emotions are going wild in his head he wants all of this to end, he gets angry and goes beserk with rage. But the chief of the unit comes to him and and tells him to keep his head cool and straight, he says: eventually everybody dies, you just have to accept it. Muska almost starts to cry but he gets hold of himself and knows what to do: eliminate the threat! The unit gets premission to open fire at Islam fighters.
1
So they unload the their cars and take sniper rifles. Muska flips out and thinks: this is where the fun begins! No more humanity left inside of him, no remorse.
To be continued....
