Today’s
excerpt is from Tears And Terrorists Book #4 of the nine-book Asps Series. The Asps prepare to finish their Namibia
operation. Enjoy and have a wonderful day.
m.j.
Angula
agreed. Dusty moved down to where most
of the men had gathered and announced the obstacle course would be run by
everyone, and he wanted the men to gather in groups of one hundred. Even that simple order caused confusion
amongst the riffraff, malcontents, and just simply ignorant men Angula had
rounded up. Ike helped Dusty get the men
into groups of a hundred each, then the first group was told to begin on the
obstacle course. Dusty and Ike walked
alongside the course, as the men started moving through it. They soon had a cadre of twenty men they
pulled out who had been doing well and assigned them to lead the groups. The idea was to have two men per group of one
hundred. By the time they sorted out who
would be with which group, another bunch of men had arrived. There were more than a hundred men over the
ten groups Dusty had planned on, so they reduced the last group’s two-man team
down to one. They had the better of the
two men take the extra group, and told him any additional men arriving would also
be in his group. They told him in time
he would be given help.
As the second
group started on the obstacle course, Dusty looked at Ike, rolled his eyes, and
headed back to the viewing area, where Angula and ten of his closest aides
waited. Bruce and Anson were now there
also, having arrived with one of Angula’s men.
Just as Dusty started to speak, another car drove up with Bear and Kye
inside. The travel guide hurried them
over to Angula’s group and extolled the virtues of the two in marksmanship. Dusty went, picked up his sniper rifle, and
shrugged. “Now is as good a time as any
to set up our firing range. The targets
are fine where they’re at—we just have to calibrate the distances from
them. We would normally start closer,
but let’s move back a bit and let these two show us how well they can shoot.”
The main
training grounds where Dusty had set up the obstacle course was about
three-quarters of a mile long. From a
long line of trees and underbrush—where the Jim and the others were hidden—to the
haphazardly parked cars, trucks, and buses that were parked was about three
hundred yards wide. At the far end of
the tree line were the targets. Dusty
walked the group with him to a distance of about three quarters of a mile from
the targets and handed Bear his rifle.
Bear lay down in a prone position, took careful aim at one of the
targets, and, of course, hit the bull’s-eye dead center. Angula, Bruce, and Anson watched through
binoculars. Angula was impressed with
the shot and commented on it. Dusty just
nodded and went through the motions of organizing the shooting range, sure Jim
by now had already called Wendy in.
Jim had indeed
done so when he saw Dusty leading everyone away from the main training
ground. When the C-130 came into view,
bearing down on the training ground, Angula asked, “What is that?”
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