A Faithful Oath At the End of a Rifle

A Faithful Oath At the End of a Rifle
THE SQUIRREL'S LAME


Runs...


Lunging various terrain...


With a weapon that is not light of course and the focus that he must maintain, there is nothing else on Al Fath's mind other than focusing on the task for now.


Large strides of delta shoes tread the soil, rocks, and leaves as well as tree roots that sometimes protrude to the surface to pursue the target target.


"Dorr!"


"Dorr!"


Every now and then Al Fath takes refuge in the body of a tree or ducks among the trees, the darkness of the night becomes a friend.


"Bank sadh!"


"Babyshiny!" he shouted at the accomplice.


It was seen that Denawa was filling the ammunition of bullets that had been used up in his rifle.


Al Fath took aim at Denawa, but unfortunately this time his shot missed Ampong's hand.


"Dor!"


"Armghhh!" Ampong groaned in pain, the back of his hand was shot. Denawa and Ampong went into hiding, Denawa strafed Al Fath with gunfire, in the middle of the night that was supposed to rest suddenly he was surprised by the attacks of the state soldiers who stormed his headquarters and warehouse in the forest. The two run to escape in search of a new hiding place while Al Fath himself goes back into hiding.


"Eagle eye-logistics positions of the Arai Group have been found" said unit 1, commanded by Dena.


"Destroy," replied Al Fath with a breath of hunting slightly stinged. It feels like night sports with Fara are more fun.


"Understand, destroy-copy."


The duarrr!


There was a loud bang on the other side of the forest, not only Al Fath turned his head but Denawa and Ampong.


"Si alan!" as Denawa said, he still lowered his head and body among the groves of trees.


"Wa, it looks like the logistics of our weapons and food have been found" said Ampong with one hand wrapped in another hand with a T-shirt he was wearing, to stop the bleeding.


"Two kamvrettt!"


"Our abbis Wa," replied Ampong, Denawa increasingly upset and angry, he launched a shooting attack with a blind memb4 b1. Wandering wara-wiri for almost 5 years become a illegal logger and hide in every forest in the country even once also into the forest of the neighboring country, finally tonight with squirrels stopped jumping, stop jumping, in the hands of special forces.


He rose from hiding, "aaaaa!!!!" as the scattered bullets attacked all directions of the wind, the ammunition was so much.


"Br3nk sek! A lot of bullets," said Dilar who accompanied Al Fath.


"Let it go, their logistics are destroyed. Probably some of them, already arrested bang Jov and other units."


Unfortunately Denawa saw the movements of Al Fath and Dilar, he smiled obliquely, "rasain lu kamvrettt!" he bombarded Al Fath and Dilar with gunfire. Both of them dodged, but the fate of Dilar's leg was shot, but,


"Dorr!"


"Argh," he softly cried, and Dilar sat down immediately. There is no time or opportunity to complain, whimper, let alone cry and interrupt asking to return the village. The burning pain of hot lead he ignored.


"Lu okay?" ask Al Fath.


"Okay bang, keep calm. The cave can handle this," Dilar responded immediately as he pressed the gunshot wound by pulling out the green t-shirt tip and tearing it apart, despite a slight fatigue from the shirt and vest, but there is no other item more suitable than that according to him.


Al Fath glanced, popping a little head between the leaves to see the situation. It doesn't take a barrage of shots for him, it just takes some calmness and focus.


"This time has to be!"


"Crat!" Ampong's leg was hit by an Al Fath bullet, not only was Al Fath aiming at both of Ampong's legs so that he could not run.


"Mmjong!"Denawa.


"Lu run Wa!" psalm Ampong.


Denawa ran but Al Fath chased, not forgetting he was careful Ampong not to die but he made paralyzed only.


Two against one is unfair, but he's Al Fath, the legendary Sandha team leader. Just as Ampong was about to point his weapon at Al Fath, the man had already pointed the muzzle of the gun right at Ampong's head.


He is not a death angel who takes lives, but if the target does not want to be cooperative and dangerous, then the answer is to make him silenced with weapons, for Al Fath his choice is only two opponents who die or he.


The man was not afraid of death, the proof with 3 gunshot wounds lodged in his limbs he could still laugh smirk. Al Fath throws Ampong's weapon out of reach, "Lar! Take this man, 10 minutes Puma unit from the reserve force by the point!"


"Sip!"


Al Fath chased the chairman who had run away even though it was useless at the end there was the R41 der unit was ready with its tactical vehicle.


Arai group led by Denawa is already a class of illegal loggers snapper, not even reluctant they form a large group to cover several groups of illegal loggers in several scattered areas in Born N3o, Indonesia, outside the island as well. For a long time they have been the target of ground army corps operations, they supply wood from the homeland to abroad with the exchange rate of each country according to the order.


"Here's the end of your journey Denawa," Al Fath found him with his superior long-barreled weapon.


The man who was running without his bodyguard sometimes hid in a move, making it difficult for Al Fath to aim at him, until he found a gap to focus the target, in a single pull of the trigger, "shottt!"


Crat!


Aghh!


There was a screech from there, it was a sign that the target was hit by gunfire. Once again Al Fath took aim at him, but Denawa did not stay silent he put up a fight by flocking Al Fath using hot lead.


"Unit 1, Unit 3, target is disabled!" Al Fath approached his target who was already helplessly limp. Al Fath immediately kicked the rifle out of Denawa's radar.


"Armghh!" when his hand was shot, Al Fath stepped on his delta shoes, he was forced to do that because the opponent was still trying to pull the trigger.


"Si alan!"


"This pain is nothing compared to the tens of thousands of trees you cut down" replied this dangerous cold.


He chuckled disdainfully, "you think the cave can escape this illegal export thanks to whom?! Don't be a hypocrite, everyone loves money!" laughing, Al Fath pulled the jerseys of Denawa so that the opponent was lifted, with a kick by Al Fath's knee between the chest and stomach, Denawa collapsed.


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The logs with the amount of no kidding were ready to send into evidence to ensnare them all into the bui, the remnants of ammunition bullets, weapons assemblies were also collected before their warehouses were destroyed. A wooden hut holds 15-20 people flattened after previously documented.


Not his job anymore, but another unit. It sounds scary indeed, but that's the job of Sandha's unit, when the situation is gripping and dangerous they are dragged inside, but when everything is under control they are pulled away. It may be worth the rank and benefits obtained, including positions in the army corps later.


"Hah-haha! Ride-up oy! Someone's up in rank after this!"


"Take it! Diceburin dong bang!" exclaiming them, Al Fath smiled thinly, behind a brilliant career there is something he sacrificed and the struggle is not easy.


"Rank up, but time back kicked wife out of the house!" jovian's laughter started with other laughs including Dilar whose legs had just been bandaged.


"Bang, whistle your face! Ntar if back is still rich that way, the wife can not even differ where the husband where jin jin jungle!" ledgekan his friends he did not gubris, only occasionally smiled thinly. It's not strange, because he's a newlywed, then the rubble is now experienced. Al Fath stepped into the barracks bathroom to wash his face that was deliberately smeared with black and green cover paint so that his face was not recognized by opponents, for the safety of himself and his family.


He remembered his naughty wife, what was Fara doing this hour? Al Fath glanced at the clock,


"Fara seems to be still sleeping," this light is at 3 am, clearly Fara still brushes.


Al Fath's lips are singed when remembering it, there is always the action of Fara that makes twitches in the lips never disappear.


"Biduan Bojong Kenyot," he chuckled.


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