Advanced Weaponry B2 (edited)
Posted: Sat Feb 28, 2004 6:36 am
08 Feburary 2004
Andes Mountains
Colombian-Ecuadorian Border
FARC controlled Area
"JJ, how's everything up there? See any tracks?" said Alex over the radio.
We've spent three days in this area have not found anysign of that convoy with the package, thought Makenzie. Why couldn't they cooperate and but him thier main base. So much easier then finding him in this thriced damned ,mosquito infested, forested mountainside.
"Nothing yet, Amac. The farmers said that they convoy did come this way." I hope the farmer didn't lie, or I'm out of a pack of cigarettes, thought JJ.
"Looks like that FARC could finally be wising up." said Warrent Officer Peterson. "Remember, that no plan survives contact with the enemy."
The sky opened up and a downpour ensued.
"Yep, and Gawd has again showed his displesure." said Kit Meddelson, the medic, also known as MedKit.
"Keep the chatter on the radio to a minimum, guys." said Alex. He knew his guys were getting impatient with this mission. Intell about the whereabouts of the package was off, and know they had spent three days in enemy territory trying to find convoy, while not being spotted themselves.
*Worse thing about this mission is the support. We have to depend on the Colombian Armed Forces for it. No US support forth coming.* thought Alex. While this was not a new situation, it should be stated that the FARC has been making gains against the CAF. The President of Colombia had made changes to the High Command that was mudding the waters. This caused a number of options for support to be limited to indigenoius sources. *What I wouldn't do for the TRto off the coast right now. All I want is 2 B-52s in Support for Chirstmas* as a chrstmas jingle hit his brain.
"AMac, Warrent, I got something." said JJ.
As Peterson and Alex came to a ridge, they saw JJ looking thru his binoculars toward a Valley. Alex got his out and saw something he did not want to see. An AS. A Savage Mk 3 sitting on its haunches with a couple of people milling about.
"Sir, I see three more ASs over to the right. I looks like a forward base of some kind." said JJ.
" I see a Napoleon over by the creek, Alex. I also spot 3 T- 64 tanks over there. It would appear that they are waiting for a resupply." said Peterson. This is not what we needed, he thought. We supposed to find and rescue a kidnapped doctor and we find an army of guerillas.
Alex grabs his neck and activates his radio. "Everybody up on me, now."
It didn't take long for the rest of the team to show up. "Zeke, Kyle, get eyes on. Warrent, get command on the horn. Rest of you, set up a perimeter and watch for hostiles." How the fudgie did FARC get this heavy hardware? Alex was thinking as the team got to thier position.
Peterson offered the phone.
More latter this weekend.
Put over 130 hours in at work the last two weeks so forgive the late update. I am beat.
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"This is Command, Raptor Tree. Waz up?" said the radio.
"This is Raptor Tree, we got some kind of major cocentration of heavy equipment here at grid square 80976540. We have spotted four Alpha Seirras and Tree Tango 64s. We believe that there is more around here, do you copy." said Alex.
" I read you, Raptor Tree. Four Rebel Alpha Seirras and Tree Tango 64s confirmed, possible more hosilte armor at grid square 80976540. Keep an eye on hostiles but do not engage uless to defend yourselves. We will send forces to engage rebel forces. Have you spotted the package yet, Raptor Tree?"
" That is a negative, Command. Hostiles are numerous but do not seemed overly concerned about our operations. Believe that rebels are prepareing for an offensive operation." said Alex. The CAF didn't even have ASs in thier inventory, let alone operate them in mountainous terrain. How could there be any support for this? The US ASs forces were concentarted in the Middle East and Europe. It would take weeks for any American ASs to show up. By the the Colombian Civil War will enter a new phase, Thought Alex.
"Be Advised, Raptor One, We are sending in help. They will arive at your position in one hour. Keep Ops Center advised of any chages in enemy activites. Keep your head down."
"How do we coordinate with our help?" offered Alex.
"You don't, Raptor Tree. Command Out." as the radio cut out.
*What the fudgie? We keep quite, while the mythical cavalry arrives to save our ass.* thought Alex.
"Zeke, Flea, do you see any sign of th package?" asked Alex over the headset.
Both gave a negative. Alex continued to scan the area untill he saw what looked like a small satilite dish up on the mountainside. He looked thru his binoculars and saw it attached to some kind of van. Like a mobile command and contro center. "Zeke, Flea, lok over to our right about half way up th mountainside. I see a small van thinking it could be a C&C center."
"I see it, Boss. Count two jeeps up there, too." said Flea over the head set.
"Think some info can be there about the package, huh Amac?" asked Peterson.
"Kyle scout out a path to it. Everbody form up and let get to it. In fifty minutes, support will take out the heavy hitters, but I want whats in that van before the cavalry kill everything. Lets Move." ordered Alex.
"You heard LT. Lets move, Double Time." seconded Peterson. "What support is coming, Amac? The Colombians don't have anything that can handle the hardware we seen."
"Command won't tell me, Warrent. They don't even want us to help them. It makes no senses. The support will be coming here blind. We could help them immensly but Command wants us to stay low." replied Alex. He then tripped over a root and fell on his face into a puddle of mud and water.
"So going to raid that CNC vehicle is staying low." replied Peterson as he helped Alex up. He laughed at Alex as he saw the stiches over his wound tear out. Some blood was oozing out of the wound. "Amanda going to asked how you tore out her work on you?"
"I don't think so. She may not speak to me again." offered Alex.
"What are you talking about? Didn't you see her before you left? Didn't you follow the Captain's order?" asked Peterson but he knew the answer. Alex was the bravest person he ever know but when it came to his feeling for Amanda, he was a deer in headlights. Peterson tried to convince Alex that nothing was wrong in being in love and being a SEAL. But, Alex always believed that he was damned for life because of it. He thought some time that he wasn't worthy of such attention. Peterson just shook his head.
"I did see her, but she was asleep. I didn't wake her. I left a letter but she will probaly think its a Dear John letter. I just hope she forgives me for what I asked of her." said Alex.
"Waz that?"
"To go see my brother."
Peterson just nodded his head. He knew about the tradegy of Alex's life better then most. You see his brother was a genius designer of militery equipment and moved to New York and got married. His wife was working at a insurance company at the World Trade Center. All the females of the familiy was at the 102nd floor of the WTC when the planes struck. His father and brother were in a accident that day in New York. In one day, Alex's family died. Only his brother survived, but was in a coma ever since. Hids brother was in a extened care facility in Upstate New York now. Alex would be the only visitor for him and could only do it a couple times a year. He would spend his leave ther taking care of his comatose brother, hoping that he would come out. The problem for Alex and Peterson was that they were in Africa at the time and didn't here about it until a week later. Another complication was that earier in the year they were sent to Afghanistan to cappture bin Laden but couldn't because Alex got hurt badly on that mission, so they scrubbed it. Alex felt that he failed in protecting everything he holds dear and now tries to make up for it. Except that he fell in love with Amanda long ago and never lost that fire. Peterson wondered if Alex would ever realize that he did the right thing in Afghanistan and that it wasn't his fault about the Sept 11 attacks. Even more, that he is worthy of the love of his girlfriend. Peterson prayed to God that Alex will survive this mission, so that he could get him to marry Amanda. He knew that the rest of the would help him make sure that Alex wouldn't chicken out of it. They would even tie him up and bring him to the chapel to make sure it happened. After all, how mant times of joy do a SEAL get? Not to many.
Andes Mountains
Colombian-Ecuadorian Border
FARC controlled Area
"JJ, how's everything up there? See any tracks?" said Alex over the radio.
We've spent three days in this area have not found anysign of that convoy with the package, thought Makenzie. Why couldn't they cooperate and but him thier main base. So much easier then finding him in this thriced damned ,mosquito infested, forested mountainside.
"Nothing yet, Amac. The farmers said that they convoy did come this way." I hope the farmer didn't lie, or I'm out of a pack of cigarettes, thought JJ.
"Looks like that FARC could finally be wising up." said Warrent Officer Peterson. "Remember, that no plan survives contact with the enemy."
The sky opened up and a downpour ensued.
"Yep, and Gawd has again showed his displesure." said Kit Meddelson, the medic, also known as MedKit.
"Keep the chatter on the radio to a minimum, guys." said Alex. He knew his guys were getting impatient with this mission. Intell about the whereabouts of the package was off, and know they had spent three days in enemy territory trying to find convoy, while not being spotted themselves.
*Worse thing about this mission is the support. We have to depend on the Colombian Armed Forces for it. No US support forth coming.* thought Alex. While this was not a new situation, it should be stated that the FARC has been making gains against the CAF. The President of Colombia had made changes to the High Command that was mudding the waters. This caused a number of options for support to be limited to indigenoius sources. *What I wouldn't do for the TRto off the coast right now. All I want is 2 B-52s in Support for Chirstmas* as a chrstmas jingle hit his brain.
"AMac, Warrent, I got something." said JJ.
As Peterson and Alex came to a ridge, they saw JJ looking thru his binoculars toward a Valley. Alex got his out and saw something he did not want to see. An AS. A Savage Mk 3 sitting on its haunches with a couple of people milling about.
"Sir, I see three more ASs over to the right. I looks like a forward base of some kind." said JJ.
" I see a Napoleon over by the creek, Alex. I also spot 3 T- 64 tanks over there. It would appear that they are waiting for a resupply." said Peterson. This is not what we needed, he thought. We supposed to find and rescue a kidnapped doctor and we find an army of guerillas.
Alex grabs his neck and activates his radio. "Everybody up on me, now."
It didn't take long for the rest of the team to show up. "Zeke, Kyle, get eyes on. Warrent, get command on the horn. Rest of you, set up a perimeter and watch for hostiles." How the fudgie did FARC get this heavy hardware? Alex was thinking as the team got to thier position.
Peterson offered the phone.
More latter this weekend.
Put over 130 hours in at work the last two weeks so forgive the late update. I am beat.
****************************
"This is Command, Raptor Tree. Waz up?" said the radio.
"This is Raptor Tree, we got some kind of major cocentration of heavy equipment here at grid square 80976540. We have spotted four Alpha Seirras and Tree Tango 64s. We believe that there is more around here, do you copy." said Alex.
" I read you, Raptor Tree. Four Rebel Alpha Seirras and Tree Tango 64s confirmed, possible more hosilte armor at grid square 80976540. Keep an eye on hostiles but do not engage uless to defend yourselves. We will send forces to engage rebel forces. Have you spotted the package yet, Raptor Tree?"
" That is a negative, Command. Hostiles are numerous but do not seemed overly concerned about our operations. Believe that rebels are prepareing for an offensive operation." said Alex. The CAF didn't even have ASs in thier inventory, let alone operate them in mountainous terrain. How could there be any support for this? The US ASs forces were concentarted in the Middle East and Europe. It would take weeks for any American ASs to show up. By the the Colombian Civil War will enter a new phase, Thought Alex.
"Be Advised, Raptor One, We are sending in help. They will arive at your position in one hour. Keep Ops Center advised of any chages in enemy activites. Keep your head down."
"How do we coordinate with our help?" offered Alex.
"You don't, Raptor Tree. Command Out." as the radio cut out.
*What the fudgie? We keep quite, while the mythical cavalry arrives to save our ass.* thought Alex.
"Zeke, Flea, do you see any sign of th package?" asked Alex over the headset.
Both gave a negative. Alex continued to scan the area untill he saw what looked like a small satilite dish up on the mountainside. He looked thru his binoculars and saw it attached to some kind of van. Like a mobile command and contro center. "Zeke, Flea, lok over to our right about half way up th mountainside. I see a small van thinking it could be a C&C center."
"I see it, Boss. Count two jeeps up there, too." said Flea over the head set.
"Think some info can be there about the package, huh Amac?" asked Peterson.
"Kyle scout out a path to it. Everbody form up and let get to it. In fifty minutes, support will take out the heavy hitters, but I want whats in that van before the cavalry kill everything. Lets Move." ordered Alex.
"You heard LT. Lets move, Double Time." seconded Peterson. "What support is coming, Amac? The Colombians don't have anything that can handle the hardware we seen."
"Command won't tell me, Warrent. They don't even want us to help them. It makes no senses. The support will be coming here blind. We could help them immensly but Command wants us to stay low." replied Alex. He then tripped over a root and fell on his face into a puddle of mud and water.
"So going to raid that CNC vehicle is staying low." replied Peterson as he helped Alex up. He laughed at Alex as he saw the stiches over his wound tear out. Some blood was oozing out of the wound. "Amanda going to asked how you tore out her work on you?"
"I don't think so. She may not speak to me again." offered Alex.
"What are you talking about? Didn't you see her before you left? Didn't you follow the Captain's order?" asked Peterson but he knew the answer. Alex was the bravest person he ever know but when it came to his feeling for Amanda, he was a deer in headlights. Peterson tried to convince Alex that nothing was wrong in being in love and being a SEAL. But, Alex always believed that he was damned for life because of it. He thought some time that he wasn't worthy of such attention. Peterson just shook his head.
"I did see her, but she was asleep. I didn't wake her. I left a letter but she will probaly think its a Dear John letter. I just hope she forgives me for what I asked of her." said Alex.
"Waz that?"
"To go see my brother."
Peterson just nodded his head. He knew about the tradegy of Alex's life better then most. You see his brother was a genius designer of militery equipment and moved to New York and got married. His wife was working at a insurance company at the World Trade Center. All the females of the familiy was at the 102nd floor of the WTC when the planes struck. His father and brother were in a accident that day in New York. In one day, Alex's family died. Only his brother survived, but was in a coma ever since. Hids brother was in a extened care facility in Upstate New York now. Alex would be the only visitor for him and could only do it a couple times a year. He would spend his leave ther taking care of his comatose brother, hoping that he would come out. The problem for Alex and Peterson was that they were in Africa at the time and didn't here about it until a week later. Another complication was that earier in the year they were sent to Afghanistan to cappture bin Laden but couldn't because Alex got hurt badly on that mission, so they scrubbed it. Alex felt that he failed in protecting everything he holds dear and now tries to make up for it. Except that he fell in love with Amanda long ago and never lost that fire. Peterson wondered if Alex would ever realize that he did the right thing in Afghanistan and that it wasn't his fault about the Sept 11 attacks. Even more, that he is worthy of the love of his girlfriend. Peterson prayed to God that Alex will survive this mission, so that he could get him to marry Amanda. He knew that the rest of the would help him make sure that Alex wouldn't chicken out of it. They would even tie him up and bring him to the chapel to make sure it happened. After all, how mant times of joy do a SEAL get? Not to many.
