JonDLundyn 17/2 #2
April 18th 2007 07:54
Without a word the leader of the SAS troop, a lanky freckled faced lieutenant nodded his head toward the snipers. In a split millisecond the trigger was pulled and a special jacketed bullet passed through the shoulder muscles of the skipper, damaging him but not killing him. The bullet continued on its path without a pause and entered Ali’s body through the rib cage. Here it recognised the second entry it had made and exploded inside Ali’s chest. Ali had no time to say his prayers and his guaranteed path to heaven was perhaps not so positive now. The skipper started to topple forward but two troopers were already rushing the bridge wing to assist him and the medical trooper was preparing his syringe and calling in the chopper for the evacuation. Ali was paste and strawberry jam from the waist up. The bullet however had not done any damage to his face which still contained the look of rage with which this terrorist had faced the world.
Ramid Ben-Artim had lost his best friend and ally and would now have to face the world with nothing but a lightly armed charter fishing cruiser and a hand full of loyal men.
(continued soon with Lundyn chasing Ramid around the reef.)
Ramid Ben-Artim had lost his best friend and ally and would now have to face the world with nothing but a lightly armed charter fishing cruiser and a hand full of loyal men.
(continued soon with Lundyn chasing Ramid around the reef.)
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