Reaper's First Drop: Chapter 1
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15:12 March 13 Bosoaso, Somalia
Asad leaned against the door on the roof of his post. He looked down at his watch. Three minutes left. He flicked his ciggarette off the roof and stood up. He grabbed his RPG fresh from the Russians and waited. It didn't take long for his target to show up. An American convoy came at the same time every Monday and Thursday carrying supplies to their small base in the southwest of the town. Asad was part of a team of roughly two dozen men, all part of the Somalian Liberation Front, who had volunteered to take out this shipment. Asad waited as the rear Humvee passed under him. 5 more meters.......4 more.....3.....2....1 meter. The lead Humvee exploded as it hit their minefield. Asad's rocket wasn't far behind, hitting the rear Humvee in the drivers side door. It hit the drivers side and blew a small hole in the side. Blood splattered the inside of the windshield and the vehicle began to jerk and swerve. Asad's counterpart on the roof across the street fired as well fire blossomed across the side but this time the rocket didn't do to much damage. The rear Humvee's hood scraped against the wall of one of the buildings lining the small road, efectively blocking the convoy in. The American soldiers protecting the convoy took up positions around the vehicles and began firing at anthing that popped up. Asad's comrades likewise popped up from surrounding rooftops, and out from behind makeshift bunkers, firing at the trapped convoy. The rear Humvee started backing up slowly. Asad fired again hitting it in the rear. The back panel crumpled a little but held up. His third shot finished it hitting in in the front right wheel crippling it. He slid another rocket onto the launcher and found his second target, the rear supply turck.
First Lieutenant Jamie "Wolf" Campbell was riding in th front of a supply truck on his way to Fort Carter. He was a mercenary working for what could only be described as a bunch of college kids starting their on business. He had gotten the idea after he left the Marine Corps. The paperwork and clearance that the Military had to go through was staggering and many times it had cost them the mission as well as making everything harder. Jamie, a captain in the Marines at the end of his deployment, had gotten together with his best friend Matthew Kenderson and put together a plan. Matt, straight out of college, had gotten the technical equipment while Jamie took care of the legal work as well as getting the recruits up to physical requirements. Erick Begitske, a friend of Jamie's from ROTC at Auburn University, had taken care of recruiting. Between the three of them they had started a Merc company. It had 5 squads of five men each as well as a small civilian force.
DeathOps, better known as the Death Angels had dealt with some drug lords in Columbia as well as a small terrorist group in Argentina. Now that the American Goverment had seen that the Angels knew what they were doing they had hired Jamies squad, Echo Team, to take care of some trouble in Africa.
As soon as the first rocket hit Wolf was out of the vehicle and looking for targerts. It didn't take long as a man's head appeared over the roof of a nearby oil drum. Wolf fired his H&K G356 and watched as the round caught him in the shoulder. Wolf swept to the left crouching beside the truck's hood and fired a few burst's at a group of men behind a barricade in one of the alley ways. Another rocket hit the wall on Wolf's right, the blast knocking him over against the side of the truck. He pushed himself back into a crouch as chunks of concrete rained down around him. He brought his hand up to the side of his head where it had knocked against the hood, but it came away clean. He fired another couple of burst's. One of the men fell over holding his thigh while another dropped from a three round burst in his chest. Another truck got caught in the back blowing up some of it's cargo. Wolf caught sight of Second Lieutenant Kenderson pushing himself up against his truck as rounds bounced off the ground not far from his position. Wolf caught his eye and signaled covering fire before standing and firing at the men pining Matt down. Matt quickly sprinted over and dove behind Jamie as a few rounds passed over his head. His legs didn't quite make it and Wolf grabbed at his pants and pulled them in.
"Hey Rouge look they set us up a nice welcome party." Wolf said grinning as he leaned back behind cover and reloaded.
"Yeah and they know how to party. Nothing like those columbian's. They just settled for trying to shoot down our helicopter. We never even got to fire a shot." He replied."We need to find that RPG or we are toast."
They both crouched back to back looking for targets on the rooftops. Rouge found one of the rocket launchers and pinned him down while Wolf looked for the other. He found him but found that the rocket was aimed right for the truck they were behind. He pulled is rifle and fired. The first two bursts went wide but the last one hit the wall the man was using as cover. He was about to fire when his head turned into a fine pink mist. A UH-1Y helecopter hovering over them and could vaugely make out the outline of his team sniper Staff Sergeant Jessica Adcock strapped in the side.
Rouge, having taken care of his target, turned to help Wolf only to find him reloading.
"Look's like your guardian angel is looking out for us Matt." Wolf said leaning over so Rouge could hear. They laughed before looking for more targets.
