A Faithful Oath At the End of a Rifle
WILDERNESS FRIENDS

Journalists can only stand in the green zone alone, scrambling to get a good camera lens shot for coverage. If it was possible, they would break through the defensive barricades and go to war inside.

The sound of bombs and occasional gunfire could be heard from the end of the wilderness there.

Al Fath glanced at the net down the heli window, where the greenish feel of the eastern forest stretched wide. This country is beautiful if there is no dispute and hold hands with each other.

Do not assume the height of the trees is only 2 to 3 meters. Because what they will encounter in the field are towering trees as high as the tower, wild animals and a lack of supply of drinks to eat, not in minutes or hours, it could be for days that they were in the forest. This is the real struggle of the soldiers behind his gallant uniform.

Squadron X's forces have neutralized the landing site.

"Safe!" he shouted amidst the roar of the sound of helicopter propellers.

One by one the troops began to do sling load or down from the helicopter by slumping holding the rope, to the hilly area.

"A safe pick-up point here, we patrol every 3pm!" the pilot's message, Al Fath nods and then drops last.

Finally Al Fath's feet tracked the ground, putting the weapon in a alert position ready to attack.

The sounds of wild nature greeted these troops, along with the loss of helicopter noise. They ran like cheetahs but quietly without sound through the jungle like ghosts.

Not a straight, smooth field like Fara's skin. Tapered rocks, unstable soil are also slippery and the contours of steep streets become a small part of the journey.

"No sign yet?"

"Zero," here they are trying to whisper or even just mouth movements.

It has been almost 3 hours they run small but have not found the target target or the outer guard ring. While from the direction of another ambush several times the sound of gunfire was heard but far from the heart of the enemy.

Rattling river water sounds faint-sayup.

"Rest first, I haven't prayed!" al Fath. At times like this, do'a is important.

"Ready man!"

"I take care" said bang Yo who is non-Muslim.

"Bang, your eyes must be observant, who knows you meet semox girls.." chuckles Gentra.

Plokkkp!

Yosef claps Gentra's helmet, "demon. You want?"

The river water was scooped when the big foot stepped on the river's big rocks.

"Nawaitu.." he wiped the water. As Joseph pointed weapons in all directions with Dilar and Andre. Their eyes narrowed, looking at the movement.

"Shhhh.."

The two turned their heads, "at 3 o'clock," Joseph pointed his two eyes alternately at their eyes.

Andre targeted him with a magnifying glass over his weapon, zooming him to sharpen his vision.

"Chicken boss!" he chuckles.

"That means we're close. If there was a source of food and water they would be all around."

Al Fath and the others had finished their prayers, "report the present coordinate point, along with the status."

Al Fath wrapped his weapons and his body with vines to disguise himself, as well as others. But while they were doing that, Dilar patted Al Fath on the shoulder.

"And, at 1.5 km there is another active movement."

"Alert!"

Camouflage tactics are quite powerful tactics that are commonly used to trick enemies into stalking. By moving little by little, they managed to reach a fairly close distance. Befriended Rang-rang ants, pacet, caterpillars, even their snakes are fused with nature.

Several gunmen were seen escorting some villagers to fetch water in the river. The netra they combed around was equally vigilant.

They followed the separatists from behind, all they had to do was cross the river with a heavy current.

"Down,"

No matter the wet clothes, they continued to walk through the vastness of the forest.

"Too you later, change the cracker Lar," Seloroh Gentra whispered.

"Agreed!" reply Dilar.

As per Al Fath's calculations and predictions, only 1.5 km from the river is seen the first ring of defense of this group. Not play, their weaponry is quite complete. The ammunition of their bullets sipped like sheaths. They even saw bombs and bazzokas. Obviously, their backingant was a soldier officer.

Gentra intended to step forward, but Al Fath held him back with the weapon he was holding, Al Fath's eye and finger movements pointing down, "mine."

Gentra shook his head, "edyaannn,"

Regan observes the situation and conditions, long enough to make a decision.

"I predict the logistics and ammunition warehouses are right in the center, they won't be rash."

"That means we have to tear apart every layer of defense?"

"Yes,"

"If only we were not possible, there would not be enough ammunition, Gan?" bang Yo voiced.

"God willing, until the infantry came" replied Al Fath.

They decided to open the food ration first before their energy drained later. Not as delicious as Fara's cooking, he closed his eyes to remember Fara, as well as Regan who remembered the wife.

"This is the cave bini faithfully bang, PT. Anchor Pertiwi.company making military rations," Dude joked to Regan and the others, they shook his head while chuckling. In the middle of the forest there is no family warmth accompanying let alone the warm cuisine of the wife or mother. The smiles of the wife, mother, father, child are just enough they imagine in the heart.

In the greenhouse, Fara feed food to the mouth without any spirit, if not remember the child in the womb may Fara decided not to eat.

His eyes fell on the wedding photo with Al Fath that he always displayed in the official house wherever he was, the feeling of longing to burst forth. "Have you eaten yet?" muttered.

"Mom, tomorrow the schedule is to meet with the mother of the head of the union," said Kintan.

"Yes, has the government not restricted the activities of easterners?" Kintan shook his head, "yet ma'am, it could be the next 3 days."

"Yes, I've already missed a promise. It's not possible to leave tomorrow,"

"Actually it could be ma'am, the chairman's mother can also certainly understand the situation of the conflict area" proposed Kintan.

"Nothing, I'm not going anywhere tomorrow anyway. Instead of bosen, inget husband continue. Meningan busied himself," replied Fara carrying a dirty plate to the sink.

"Mace, let's just wash it." Pinta's assistant Fara's house.

"Yes, thank you, Mom." Fara prefers to make her bumil milk on the table.

So possessive Al Fath, since she was pregnant, Fara can not do cleaning activities at home.

The night before, this is when human alertness usually begins to waver. And at this time also these silent troops in action, their advantage moves at night.

Move slowly to detect landmines.

"Clear!" Taufik nodded in gesture.

As usual they began to launch actions by targeting one by one the group.

They put up positions, some among the shrubs, trees, while Andre and Bang Yo chose to climb trees and attack them in this position.

The first shot was started by Dilar, "dorrr!"

"Soldiers!!!!!!" they shouted, the sound of gunfire began to earthy reply to each other.

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