War Stories and Other
Chapter 2: A Helping Hand

Copyright© 2014 by Dreaded

We had been working in Mozambique for some time, Patrolling and observing the gooks and Freds ... The 4 of us were skulking around the confluence of the Nuanetse and Limpopo near a town called Mapia that was later taken out in a big way...

We were trying to put together defensive points, patrols and patterns in the area...

We had been there for about 3 weeks and one day we observed an armed Gook wading across the river to an Island and start fishing ... After a long discussion among us we decided this was an ideal opportunity to capture some one to get up to date information and after a brief discussion with the Boss we were given the go ahead – I was warned that there were no Choppers available for hot extraction and air support would be very limited as it was all being used up North...

The next day we watched as the Gook took up position at his favorite fishing spot ... I stripped off all my kit and carrying just my 45 and rope did a wide loop stealth approach to the island while my guys covered me from cover...

I was in the final 15m of my approach when the Gook must have had some sixth sense warn him and he jumped up and opened up in my direction ... Now I was pretty well hidden under hanging branches but my guys, bless them, opened up on the Gook hitting him several times but, don't ask me how, he seamed to walk on water as he gapped it leaving a long trail behind...

O well we were well compromised now so time to walk home...

We kitted up and started quickly moving back to our border which was a fair distance away – I stopped the guys after about an hour and we set up to have a rest break – about 5 minutes into our break we were attached by what seamed to be most of the Frelemo and Gook army – shit – 4 against 400 – What now Tonto? We had a good defensive position but we were starting to run a little low on ammo but luckily the PRAW came up over head with the Boss on board...

He also got the shit shot out of him and he withdrew to orbit over the border...

We were in serious serious shit...

A few minutes later a strange Call sign called me and asked if he could be of assistance – my reply was "Hell yes I am Being handed my arse" – Now I realized this was probably Jet top cover, you can hear it from their voice talking in to an Oxygen Mask, so I started my talk in – A talk in to Jets is not that difficult, you just have to imagine what he can see from 20000ft ... Now I had a bloody great day glow panel laid out in an open area next to us for ID ... A few minutes later this voice came up on the air – "We have you Visual will call when turning in live, correct for number 2 please" the voice was very familiar so I thought some one had sprung some Hunters for me but the Reaction time just was to short – I mean we were only about 6 Minutes into the Contact and flying time from Gwelo was at least 15 minutes...

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