Lahat ng Kabanata ng T.A.C.P. ( Cry Havoc and Let Loose the Hounds of War: Kabanata 11 - Kabanata 20

June 2002, Riley had been transferred from Bagram Air Force Base to Camp Rhino. Cruisin through the desert and thinking. There was a Taliban sniper , sniping American snipers and Gunny Beaverhousen was the only sniper from Rhino that had not been terminated to a permanent end. Riley had been sent down there to hunt the sniper and terminate him at all costs so no more American snipers would be lost to the enemy. He had decided to avoid a particulary tricky piece of road and go through this one area that looked to have a lake. He looked for the best spot on the map to cut West and tapped it. He got back into the jeep and turned on the radio. With the music blaring, he lit a cigarette with a plume of dust billowing out behind the hum v. He started head banging to "The New Shit" by Marilyn Manson, cigarette between the index and middle finger of h

Spectre waited briefly for the doc to come over and take a look at his wounds and had Ruthie begin to work on the back side of his shoulder abrading the cauterized flesh so she could sew it up. The doctor looked at his butt cheek and said," I'm going to have to put you out to get to it." Tom growled and said," Just use a local because anesthesia does not work on me." Ruthie touched his back and leaned over kissing his cheek and said," Big pinch." And jabbed the needle with the Lidocaine in it and pressed the plunger down and stabbed a few more places as she moved up the bullet wound numbing the skin and the surrounding area. She decided that she would begin a little lower down with the suturing to make sure the superficial stitches stayed smooth and clean. She began stitching and began humming softly while she was working. He turned his head to try to hear her a little better and chuckled as he realized she was humming " Bodies" by Drowning Pool. The doctor

Two days later, Riley met with General Balckwell at the Potable water lounge pool. Today, he also had a cigar and eased himself into the water and briefed the General about the situational circumstances of the how and the why he pulled a mafia hit move. General Blackwell looked at Riley and takes a puff of his cigar and said," So, basically what you are telling me here is that you were all out of other conventional options, so you disguised yourself as a towelhead and commenced to re-enact the Valentine's day mafia hit?" Riley smirked at his analogy and nodded his head saying," That's about the gist of it sir." Then took a puff off his cigar. Blackwell, seemed to be completely amused turned and spoke," That .. Was.. Out..Fucking..Standing SSGT! I need someone like you in force recon. Hell they need someone like you in the CIA."  Riley smiled and said," Thank you sir that is high praise comming from someone as decorated as yourself." Blackwell responded," Son, I like the way you

    Two days later....Riley packed all his gear again and slipped off of the base before daylight. He decided to take a jeep from motor pool this time just in case. (I mean you never know what is going to happen on any given day in enemy territory.) He was lost in thought as he made his way back to his water tower in the abandoned village. He parked his vehicle a ways off and drove it up under some cover and then threw some desert camo netting to camo it from the sky. Satisfied with his work he, made his way to the water tower and set up his roost. Looking through his scope he watched patiently for people to emerge from the Jack of Hearts home. The morning sun was just breaking on the horizen and silvered rays of light were filtered by thick clouds. He put his shooting glasses on and looked through the scope and waited for him to arise. There was no movement near the house and soon he grew bored and pulled out his deck of cards and began playing Solita

The five soldiers and reporter pressed their way silently in to the city center.Moving silently and efficiently through whatever crowd they encountered. They split into two teams. Riley, Flarighty and Brown in one team, escorting the reporter and Cunningham and Beaverhousen in their own team. They stashed the weapons in a nice spot and continued to walk towards the center of town. Riley kept looking for vantage points and pointed up. They both pushed Ruthie up onto the roof and then they both jumped up shortly. They kept their heads low as they ran across the roof tops. Richard cursed low under his breath," Mo was dressed like a man like Flarighty instructed but she was a little pissed and irritated so she  tried several times to get a distance shot of her target but everytime she had a money shot, someone innocent moved between them. Mo Growled into the speaker." FUUUCK!! Other people keep getting in the way! Chris what do you see from there?" She said as she prea