A Faithful Oath At the End of a Rifle
A FIRM HEART
Fara stared at the current bitterness, giving everything Al Fath would put on his body, starting from the typical green and red stripes of ahnya, then wrapped in a bulletproof vest, then wrapped, not to forget he also disguised his face with a faint paint in green and black.
Spechles..
Deg-degan...
It's been really tremor...
The moment of the soldiers on the battlefield he could now feel, gripping...
Fara escorted Al Fath to the front field of the battalion's office. His subordinates were no less busy calming their respective partners.
Being in this situation, honestly.akhhhh want pi pis in pants so scared! None of them did not hold a long-barreled weapon, of course, whose weight was not playful. This is not like a war situation in the game, where we will fight adrenaline in euphoria that makes opium. But this is a reality that must be faced by a family of soldiers.
His gaze fell on the pair of young officers and his pregnant wife. The stomach of the wife who has been crying nonstop, this is a bitter pill to be a pair of soldiers, inevitably, ready unprepared, we will be numbered duakan with the country.
"The promise to be safe. I've entered the moon," the soldier's wife's tears melted mercilessly.
Al Fath pulled Fara's chin to distract Fara, "Dek, don't think about it. Indeed, that is the risk of marrying a state servant, must be prepared with all the possibilities. Must be firm and stand without a backrest!" Al Fath realized Fara's gaze did not move from there.
"Yes," answered Fara, then he approached the members of his unit to lend each other a shoulder.
"Remove with a smile. Give your husband some encouragement, we're here for you" she hugged Fara.
"Ibuuu." she said sobbing sank her face and all her sadness in Fara's chest, even though she was pregnant, but Fara tried to be the toughest here.
"Thank you ma'am" the officer replied, Fara nodded.
An armored tactical vehicle comes out of its lair, a Reo truck that prepares to transport the soldiers to the battlefield. And some units with a red and white plus sign on their shoulders carry large bags on their backs.
One truck full of supplies of army rations and ammunition weapons was brought. If as a child he had never seen an armored tank, then another case with now, every day the woman saw it parked even now she can see it directly the steel tank will fight.
Is the enemy that many? Benak Fara's. Anyone can't predict exactly how many enemies are out there.
Out there, the same thing is done by the air and sea armed forces.
"Rayyan! I heard the ground battalion was led directly by your brother?!" Rayyan smiled as she put a purple beret on her head.
"Then if that were true, abi and umi would definitely be proud, both of his sons were defending the country!" the answer.
"Report captain! KRI Prince is ready to sail!!" Rayyan nodded, "get ready!" he ran towards the base.
"I'm ahead, the lover's waiting!" go to the fellow soldier.
Fara's eyes never escaped from the battalion gate, where the vehicle went out in sequence.
"Welcome to duty brother," he gently rubbed his stomach that was growing wider and wider circle.
Likewise the gaze of Al Fath who could not be separated from the battalion gate, until lost from sight.
"There was a family waiting for me to return home safely," he tightened his grip on the weapon he was holding.
🌟 In the wilderness of the forest there.
A satellite phone in hand he shuts back.
He smiled as he led the separatist forces from the east.
"He knows how to fight them...Even if we are pushed back, calm down. The border door will open without any bullets from the neighboring country, the ship is waiting near the shore!"
Denawa, illegal loggers who have just been released from prison secretly by a top military officer of the country are now again leading their regional brothers to become free and independent countries without being under the auspices of national sovereignty titiwi.
He who is apathetic and does not believe in religion, does everything to get money and independence of the eastern land according to him. Illegal logging, smuggling drugs, being the source of money bribing military officials to smooth the way, it was not difficult for him to find the weak of faith up there.
The long-trained young and middle-aged men lined up with weapons and ammunition. Only shabby shirts became their uniforms of greatness, covering the biceps muscles that had been formed due to physical exercise is no less hard than the soldiers of the sovereign state.
Wives and children take refuge, and prepare for migration if necessary.
"Fight for freedom!!!" denawa's cry burned the spirit of the separatist men.
News has spread, both in print and electronic media. The military operation was highlighted by the world, journalists and news reporters flocked to the eastern lands to cover the fighting even at the safe zone boundary. City suddenly like a dead city, gripping. Not because the government issued an order for easterners not to move. The government only limits the combat zone. But the fear as humans of something anarchist forced them to choose safe at home. Military cars are moving on the path to the combat zone.
"Dad!!! This is why it's so hard for you to contact Fara?!" Umi and Zahra always faithfully sit in front of the television to monitor family members who are on the battlefield.
Many times he contacted his son-in-law, because it was certain Al Fath would not be able to hold a cell phone at this time.
"Try again!"
"Rayyan have you called?" ask Zaky to come down from upstairs.
"Semalem bang, he said to ask for his prayer to be carried out all his affairs," if this had been Salwa could only stroke his chest, this was the choice of his two sons to serve the country.
Not only Umi Salwa, in the capital there 'nyak Fatimah repeatedly contact Fara. He even borrowed the stairs, to get the best signal.
"Ra, 'nyak can only do'ain you same Fath. O Allah, protect my daughters-in-law, where else pregnant you Ra.." she murmured with an indeterminate heart.
"Yes! This is the real kenape, answer the mulu mpok, not the Fara?!" scream 'nyak.
"What is katanye nyak?" tanya Ayu wrapped a towel around her hair.
"The number you're calling is off the grid, isn't Fara in the battalion what gimane?! Samperin cave for a long time also nih women who talk! When he found out which cave boy, his cave didn't know!" his nag.
"That's the operator! That means Fara's hape has no signal!"
Al Fath is setting the strategy with the other officers. In one platoon always tucked health soldiers in order to keep them on the battlefield.
"The XXXXXXX infantry battalion is ready to take command!"
Several battalion commanders came to report, amphibious forces used cars to pass through shallow and slightly steep river terrain.
"The Black Cats' team started reconnaissance last night!"
"The terrain is quite steep and rocky, about 15 km from here the river is quite deep!"
"The team of aircrafts managed to conduct aerial sweeps, the soldiers could be lowered at 30 km, with a landing distance of 200 feet above the ground!"
"My command took over here," a general intervened to set up a war strategy.
"Unit XXX, infiltrate with the reserve command from 30 km, conduct a sweep of the red zone. Give an immediate report, while another platoon follows with an amphibious vehicle,"
"Ready-done!"
Al Fath and his detachment are preparing to enter the Apache attack helicopter.
The sound of the propeller and the resulting wind swept through the hearing as well as the sight, the gallant steps of the armed officers up the fleet owned by this country along with the chanted do'a.
.
.
.
Hay guys, long-winded no shit? *Udah sii min, war oja dorr-dorr it directly capsus beresss, pregnant lahiran, acting silly that makes ngakak*. Sorry yes, but indeed mimin want to write an ink scratch that is in accordance with the expectations of the brain mimin about military novels. Not the same as novels with the same genre in general?! Yup! Indeed, because mimin sin rada absurd aka strange, emang kepingin make that not only brings romance and laughter alone, but also, if you want romantic-romantic mah read aja gombalan change aa Rama and the mboy hehehe promo😜, or want ngakak.tonton aja stand up comedy. But here mimin really make real work sour, sweet, thin life of soldiers with a partner. Showing their prowess 😍😍😍 is like some of the films that inspired this work. Wait for a surprise in the next part.