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Array ( [sid] => 137836 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => The U. S. Army Ranger, a poetic series, Book Two: On the Verge of War [time] => 2007-10-14 22:38:04 [hometext] => This is dedicated to the men and women of the United States Mitiary. Let us hope that one day they can stop dying to keep us free. [bodytext] => (This is a fictional poetic series and short story about events that never take place and about people that have never existed. Any representation of an actual event or person is purely coincidental in nature.)

Mission One: There is one way to get us in.

The plane arrives in Zion City, Peru.
My team disembarks from the plane.
Assist our allies is the job we are to do.
We will destroy a large supply of cocaine.

Our allies send fifty top commandos.
Two trucks arrives with the ammunition
We travel slowly down the back roads.
We are off to accomplish this mission.

The teams stop about a click away.
The trucks were hid in the brush.
One of the commandos led the way.
Deep into the forest, the teams rushed.

The leader quietly signals with his hand.
He slowly moves some branches away.
The teams stops right where they stand.
He discovered where the booby traps lay.

Slowly, we traveled about one click.
The camp was surrounded by men.
This will not be an easy target to hit.
There was just one way to get us in.

The corporal reaches in my backpack.
I load a rocket with a pound of C 4.
I get the launcher out of my pack.
The rocket explodes on the gate’s door.

The explosion caught the enemy by surprise.
They looked and saw our entire team coming.
You could see fear running through their eyes.
As our teams appear from the forest running.

We entered the compound through the gate.
Their leader tries to fight until the very end.
Their men knew defeat were their only fate.
Our teams would not be stopped from coming in.

We completely secured the enemy’s compound
The drug lord was put on trial and killed in the end.
They burned all the storehouses to the ground.
The U. S. Army Rangers job is done again.

(Copyright 2007)

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The U. S. Army Ranger, a poetic series, Book Two: On the Verge of War

Contributed by nabahood23 on Sunday, 14th October 2007 @ 10:38:04 PM in AEST
Topic: war

(This is a fictional poetic series and short story about events that never take place and about people that have never existed. Any representation of an actual event or person is purely coincidental in nature.)

Mission One: There is one way to get us in.

The plane arrives in Zion City, Peru.
My team disembarks from the plane.
Assist our allies is the job we are to do.
We will destroy a large supply of cocaine.

Our allies send fifty top commandos.
Two trucks arrives with the ammunition
We travel slowly down the back roads.
We are off to accomplish this mission.

The teams stop about a click away.
The trucks were hid in the brush.
One of the commandos led the way.
Deep into the forest, the teams rushed.

The leader quietly signals with his hand.
He slowly moves some branches away.
The teams stops right where they stand.
He discovered where the booby traps lay.

Slowly, we traveled about one click.
The camp was surrounded by men.
This will not be an easy target to hit.
There was just one way to get us in.

The corporal reaches in my backpack.
I load a rocket with a pound of C 4.
I get the launcher out of my pack.
The rocket explodes on the gate’s door.

The explosion caught the enemy by surprise.
They looked and saw our entire team coming.
You could see fear running through their eyes.
As our teams appear from the forest running.

We entered the compound through the gate.
Their leader tries to fight until the very end.
Their men knew defeat were their only fate.
Our teams would not be stopped from coming in.

We completely secured the enemy’s compound
The drug lord was put on trial and killed in the end.
They burned all the storehouses to the ground.
The U. S. Army Rangers job is done again.

(Copyright 2007)

Reginald L. Walker

Copyright Â© nabahood23 ... [ 2007-10-14 22:38:04]
(Date/Time posted on site)

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