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went down under the zombie. I could faintly
hear him screaming. One of the guards finally clubbed the zombie on the back of
its head when it started to stand up from chewing on its victim.
As I watched this drama, I caught some movement at
the edge of the field. One of the healthier-looking women was running for the
woods. The guards turned at a yell from another prisoner and shot her down as
she ran. Then they started whipping the other prisoners.
“Nice people.” I commented to Doc. He grunted an affirmation, then took his
turn at the binos while I ate some lunch.
In the evening, we moved across the bridge and got as close as we could to the county
prison. Unlike the state prison, with thirty foot high concrete walls, the county
jail was surrounded by chain link and razor wire. Two guards sat in towers, and
around the fence were piles of skeletons. It looked like a Z swarm had broken
itself on the fence a while ago. I wondered who had won that one.
The state prison was surrounded by 20’ high concrete walls. Guards stood in
each of the towers. As I watched in the night vision scope, the guard in the
closest tower was joined by another figure, and the two of them started having
sex right there in the tower. I’ll give him credit for enthusiasm but it meant
their security was shit.
I wrote all this up and shot it back to TF Empire
with pictures. The return e-mail came back quickly.
FROM: [email protected]
TO: LOSTBOYS6@ TFEMPIRE.MIDATLCOM.MIL
RE: FRAGO 16 OPORDER 17-034 OPERATION HAWKEYE
Nick, move back and find a place to watch the fireworks. Stand by to provide
observed corrections to fire support if necessary. Hope you enjoy the show.
MAJOR JOHN FLYNN
S-3, TF EMPIRE
Chapter 16
“Nick, Empire Six is on the horn. He wants a
prisoner to interrogate.”
“Tell him I said to piss off.”
“Empire Six, this is Last Boys Three, our six
element says to piss off, over.”
I grabbed the hand mike from Doc. “You asshole.” He
laughed and told me he hadn’t transmitted. Everybody is a frigging joker.
Turns out before he launched this op, Colonel
Jackass wanted us to interrogate a prisoner. We had given him a pretty good
writeup of the situation. However, he didn’t want to “launch on unconfirmed Intel ”.
His words. My words were “you big puss,” but I wasn’t stupid. I was going to
deal with him in my own time. I gave him the “Roger that” and started to plan.
We still had two hours of darkness left. I didn’t like the idea of snatching a
prisoner. It was dangerous, and I couldn’t figure out how we were going to do
it. Everyone was locked up tight in the jails or guarded in the fields. We had
already seen that the guards didn’t go anywhere alone, even when taking a dump,
when they were outside the prison. They only slacked off when they were behind
the walls. Getting one alive would be next to impossible. At the least, it
would involve some kind of fight, which would draw attention from even more
guards. As far as just “taking someone down” it’s not like the movies at all.
You don’t just sneak up on someone, tap them on the head, drag them away and
then wake them up with a gentle slap on the face. More likely than not, if you
hit someone hard enough to knock them out, you are going to fracture their
skull or at least cause a major concussion. Which, all and all, makes for a
useless prisoner. Since they never travelled alone outside the prison, we would
have to kill one to snatch the other. That would blow the element of surprise
for any attack tonight.
Jonesy ambled over after exchanging watch with Ahmed. “Nick, this isn’t going
to work. Ain’t no way we gonna get prisoners to question. They might screw off
up in the towers but outside the wire? Them bastards got their shit wired
tight.”
I shook my head. “Gotta agree with you, brother from another mother. Ain’t
going to happen.”
We had already had two killed and one wounded on
this mission, so I did
hear him screaming. One of the guards finally clubbed the zombie on the back of
its head when it started to stand up from chewing on its victim.
As I watched this drama, I caught some movement at
the edge of the field. One of the healthier-looking women was running for the
woods. The guards turned at a yell from another prisoner and shot her down as
she ran. Then they started whipping the other prisoners.
“Nice people.” I commented to Doc. He grunted an affirmation, then took his
turn at the binos while I ate some lunch.
In the evening, we moved across the bridge and got as close as we could to the county
prison. Unlike the state prison, with thirty foot high concrete walls, the county
jail was surrounded by chain link and razor wire. Two guards sat in towers, and
around the fence were piles of skeletons. It looked like a Z swarm had broken
itself on the fence a while ago. I wondered who had won that one.
The state prison was surrounded by 20’ high concrete walls. Guards stood in
each of the towers. As I watched in the night vision scope, the guard in the
closest tower was joined by another figure, and the two of them started having
sex right there in the tower. I’ll give him credit for enthusiasm but it meant
their security was shit.
I wrote all this up and shot it back to TF Empire
with pictures. The return e-mail came back quickly.
FROM: [email protected]
TO: LOSTBOYS6@ TFEMPIRE.MIDATLCOM.MIL
RE: FRAGO 16 OPORDER 17-034 OPERATION HAWKEYE
Nick, move back and find a place to watch the fireworks. Stand by to provide
observed corrections to fire support if necessary. Hope you enjoy the show.
MAJOR JOHN FLYNN
S-3, TF EMPIRE
Chapter 16
“Nick, Empire Six is on the horn. He wants a
prisoner to interrogate.”
“Tell him I said to piss off.”
“Empire Six, this is Last Boys Three, our six
element says to piss off, over.”
I grabbed the hand mike from Doc. “You asshole.” He
laughed and told me he hadn’t transmitted. Everybody is a frigging joker.
Turns out before he launched this op, Colonel
Jackass wanted us to interrogate a prisoner. We had given him a pretty good
writeup of the situation. However, he didn’t want to “launch on unconfirmed Intel ”.
His words. My words were “you big puss,” but I wasn’t stupid. I was going to
deal with him in my own time. I gave him the “Roger that” and started to plan.
We still had two hours of darkness left. I didn’t like the idea of snatching a
prisoner. It was dangerous, and I couldn’t figure out how we were going to do
it. Everyone was locked up tight in the jails or guarded in the fields. We had
already seen that the guards didn’t go anywhere alone, even when taking a dump,
when they were outside the prison. They only slacked off when they were behind
the walls. Getting one alive would be next to impossible. At the least, it
would involve some kind of fight, which would draw attention from even more
guards. As far as just “taking someone down” it’s not like the movies at all.
You don’t just sneak up on someone, tap them on the head, drag them away and
then wake them up with a gentle slap on the face. More likely than not, if you
hit someone hard enough to knock them out, you are going to fracture their
skull or at least cause a major concussion. Which, all and all, makes for a
useless prisoner. Since they never travelled alone outside the prison, we would
have to kill one to snatch the other. That would blow the element of surprise
for any attack tonight.
Jonesy ambled over after exchanging watch with Ahmed. “Nick, this isn’t going
to work. Ain’t no way we gonna get prisoners to question. They might screw off
up in the towers but outside the wire? Them bastards got their shit wired
tight.”
I shook my head. “Gotta agree with you, brother from another mother. Ain’t
going to happen.”
We had already had two killed and one wounded on
this mission, so I did
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