INTENSE. The next instalment. AT LAST

OK, so we have been a total fkn slack arse and to be honest, also as busy as fk lately. I really do admire the likes of Flinthart who manage to get writing done along with all the other shit, Birmingham gets into that same group as well. BUT, I WORKD FOR A FKN LIVING, that pair of bastards, just….well..play at it i reckon…ol.

Anyways, back in the saddle so to speak. I have posted here a recap of the current scene for Moko ( Cat ) and our man RHINO. Then the new section is attached below. REMEMBER. I have NOT proof read this and typos will be present to a certain degree. If ya dont like that…then bad fkn luck.

RECAP.


” Trees, bush and shit,” he noted, still slowly scanning left Moko suddenly came to a halt ” There ya are”,. Two figures, not more than 60 yards away, thankfully the undergrowth in this area was reasonably sparse, not secondary growth or dirty jungle as some would call it, no masses of tangled vines and dense ferns, making visual sighting of the enemy all but impossible, unless you were right on top of them.

The two figures now in Mokos scope, we picking their way through the undergrowth, whilst not blundering about, they were not exactly stealthy, as Moko centred the reticle on the group’s second scout he suddenly noticed additional movement about 30 odd yards further back. “Fuck it’s a patrol”, he thought to himself. With no way to contact Rhino and inform him of developments, Moko was suddenly in a quandary, they needed to try and wait this patrol out, but Rhino, without night vision of any form was probably not going to know that it was a patrol. ” Fuck fuck fuck” Moko quietly whispered to himself, ” what now, think Cat”.

As moko was quietly chastising himself, Rhino had continued circling up and around, the terrain whilst being sparse was also agreeably flat, various fallen trees and other vegetation littered the ground as one would expect, not making the stalking difficult, but not making it over easy either.

Rhino, stoped his stalk to take in the surrounds, he guessed, the two soldiers he had glimpsed, well, that’s what he figured as he had only momentarily seen them through a patch of moonlight penetrating the dense upper canopy, should be almost in front of him now, perhaps slightly left of where he was, at least he hoped that was the case.

Crouched now & sweating profusely, Rhino slowly shuffled forward, making sure the large teak tree separated himself from where he figured the two enemy troopers were, out of contact with Cat, he started to wonder wether taking out the two enemy troopers had been such a hot idea, ” mmm, not the best call ya have made today me Boy”, rhino thought.

As he nestled up to the tree, he brought the  berretta slowly up, inching ever so slowly round the right side of the tree as he peered across the sight,  he kept the pistol pointing towards the newly exposed terrain, seeking his targets. Rhino stopped, ” Bingo”, he thought, there in front, the two troopers were now 20 yards away, large dark shadows in front,  not 5 feet separating each of them as they scanned the area where he and cat had been previously, maybe 30 yards short of Rhino and Cats original position.

As far as Rhino could see, in the increasing light, neither had any form of night vision, but something about them was unusual, Rhino couldn’t quiet work out what was wrong. Lowering the pistol he took stock.

80 yards away, things were developing that Rhino was simply not aware of, Cat, on detecting the additional two men of the small patrol had pushed out another 30 yards, he’d figured correctly that Rhino wouldn’t be aware of the two additional patrol members, as far as he could determine, from his periodic peeks at the group as he stalked around their flank, there was only the 4 , no others that he was aware of “yet” he thought..

At a low crunch now, and moving faster than was prudent, Cat started heading back into the patrol from their 11 o’clock position, if he was right Cat thought, he could engage the last two from their flank, hopefully Rhino could deal with he other pair. Or keep himself alive long enough for Cat to intervene. “Assuming you survive the next 5 minutes Bro”, cat thought.

Coming to a halt, cat slowly raised himself up peering through the scope, ‘jackpot’ he whispered. There, not 30 yards away, was the patrols second element and it was the commander and RTO no less, as he could quite clearly make out their RTO’s antenna in his back pack, the parol commander was issuing instructions. Looking more intently at the two soldiers, his mind whirring Cat noticed their equipment, ” That’s an AKM’, he thought to himself, ‘fuck!, whats going on here”, as cat pondered these questions Rhino had already figured out he answer, the issue that was a little more pressing however, was what to do with these two enemy, in such close proximity and wether or not Cat was going to engage them.

Cat kept the scopes centre reticle centred squarely on the commander chest, slowly settling down onto one knee he exhaled…….and stoped. ‘ Oh Christ!’, cats realisation washed over him, like he’d been injected with about a gallon of concrete almost as if seized up. Cat lowered the rifle, indecision rapidly clouding his thought process, ” Shit Shit Shit, I need to talk to Rhino” cat thought, but then almost as fast as Cat had wished he had coms with Rhino, he realised that regardless of wether they were Chinese troops, Indonesian or Jihadies, they would just as quickly kill both of them.

Swiftly bring the steyr up to his shoulder Cat placed the scoped sight on the lead trooper and depressed the trigger ……all the way. The quiet night surrounds were shattered by the ripping of a full fifteen round burst, Cat walked the steyr immediately right.

Speeding out from the foot long muzzle flash, the first two rounds missed the lead trooper as he briefly stoped to speak with his Chinese colleague; this only momentarily delayed his death, as the third and forth 5.56 millimetre fully jacketed projectiles entered his torso. The first, pierced his Jungle pattern Fatigue shirt, then smashed through his breast bone, disintegrating instantly as it pushed shattered bone and lead, now all moving at extreme velocities that internal organs were never designed to withstand. No sooner had this round entered and begun the destructive killing process, than the third projectile from Cats burst slammed into the lead soldier, smack in the middle of the TEN ring, had they merely been on the range shooting at paper targets.

The round on failing to meet any worthwhile resistance, as it evenly split the gap between the ribs, round punched an expanding hole through the hearts left ventricle, before exiting the trooper’s body at the same time the first now deformed fragments of the first bullet, torn though his spinal collum.

The trooper never had time to realise his doom, the time between the noise registering to his ears, was instant, it was followed by a massive searing explosion of pain, his senses totally overwhelmed by the high velocity assault on his body, shutting down, his death was instant.

As cat had walked the rounds immediately right in the long fully automatic burst, two passed within mere millimetres of the following Chinese soldiers nose, the final two projectiles, travelling at close to 3000 feet per second slammed into the soldiers jaw and ear, instantly exploding the troopers head like an over ripe watermelon, blood, bone and brain matter spattering the surrounding vegetation as he crumpled to the ground beside his comrade, his head a bloody, ragged mess.

“Whoa”, Cat exclaimed, the muzzle flash temporarily shielding him from seeing the two soldiers go down, cat jumped up , spinning, he moved clockwise around to the other side of the tree and immediately crouched, bringing up the steyr to sight on the second pair of Chinese troops and his unconsciously completed his training, ‘Fire and move’, the instructors would have been telling him.

Before he could bring his scope back up, cat heard a long rapid series of shots from Rhinos pistol and the big fella scream!.

THE MERGE:  Mass effect, the Rhino

Rhino had stopped a couple of feet short of the tree, now directly between himself and the two enemy soldiers, something about their uniform and gear simply didn’t make sense. Crouching down, the sweat from the stealthy approach, coupled with the humidity had soaked his Auscam uniform completely through. Lifting up his Beretta he thumbed the safety off, whilst doing this, his left hand slowly reached around his side and checked the location of his two spare magazines, ‘mmm, ok’ he thought, ” They’ve got automatic weapons, but ya have surprise,…..OH SHIT!’, it suddenly dawned on Rhino, just what the hell was troubling him, neither trooper were Indonesian at all. ‘Christ, Cat wont know either’, Rhino thought. The two soldiers, now mere feet away, weren’t Indonesian TNI digs at all, Rhino new where he’d seen their gear and why everything about them seemed so….odd. ‘ Fucking Chinese Naval Marines, I’ll bet my arse’. Any further thoughts that Rhino might have had or even started to consider went straight out the window as Cat unexpectedly opened up……further away. Galvanised into action, Rhino stood up, slightly crouched as he took two big fast strides around the tree to his front. A big man at 6 foot 5 inches, smashing the scales at a almost portly 128 kilograms, Rhino managed to move his mass fast.

As soon as he had started moving, his right arm had come up, extending out to almost eye level, his left hand clasped firmly around the base of the grip. No novice mistakes of his thumb from his left hand being across the top of the right, as soon as a shot was fired the slide would have come back, straight across the top of the left thumb, a normal mistake or novices. But one, that in battle could mean a broken thumb, slashed finger and possibly meeting your maker earlier than planned.

Bounding around the tree now on the move, he could see both the Chinese Soldiers, thankfully they were both looking away in the direction of Cats burst of automatic fire, assault rifles tucked into their hips, pointing towards Cats commotion. The gun jumped in Rhinos hand as the first round discharged, his sights centred on the rearward troop, the Beretta jumped successively as he continued to fire until he first target went down…hard!. Amidst all the noise, the initial shot had gone unnoticed by the two Chinese marines, but as Rhino closed the gap down to mere meters, the second soldier became fully aware of Rhino presence and the immanent threat to his life.

Rhino had now discharged 5 rounds at the first target who had crumpled behind his mate, any later inspection would have revealed three of his 5 shots had hit the soldier in the central chest area killing him swiftly, the others , just spinning off harmlessly into the jungle vegetation. But Rhino had little time to ponder the possibility of such thoughts, things now were happening in a blur of adrenalin charged action.

Automatically shifting aim onto the second target when the first Chinese marine had gone down, Rhino depressed the trigger again and was stunned; the pistol had failed to fire. A moment of instant panic shot throughout his body, sheer disbelief at the pistol not firing, twisting it slightly he noticed the slide jammed fully back, a partially extracted round still protruding from the chamber.

In the brief microsecond this dawned up him and  through the mental fog of the engagement, Rhino noticed the still standing Marine start to turn towards him, the barrel of his AKM assault rifle or the PRCs version of it, slowly starting to lift,……. in his direction. The gap between both the soldiers, now locked in a fatal embrace was down to just on two meters. Rhino, still moving at pace, pistol firmly clasped in his right hand, the Chinese Naval marine, starting to spin  and bring his assault rifle to bear on the charging hulk, which had seemingly materialised from no where.

Rhino could clearly see the Chinese Marines face in the pre dawn jungle, the shock at seeing such an unexpected enemy combatant, easily registrable on his smooth Asian features, his eyes were like saucers, set against the dark backdrop of his camouflage painted face.

Moving at what seemed like slow motion to Rhino the marine now almost had his assault rifle parallel with the ground, Rhino new, the last half meter or so that he needed to cover was going to give the Chinese Marine all the time he needed. Screaming at the top of his lungs, as he lunged forward in a desperate attempt to shrike the marine, his combat knife seemed to materialise in his left hand, never having made a conscious decision to extract it. ” Fuckaaaaaaar”, echoed from  deep within as body slammed the marine. At that instant, when Rhinos sheer bulk hit the Chinese marine,  his assault rifle discharged, a searing pain immediately shot through rhinos chest as the pair slammed into the jungle floor.

Cat listened for a call, nothing, dead silence now reigned over the Jungle. ” Oh Fuck, not again” Cat thought. Instantly he started sprinting towards Rhinos position, extracting the old mag, before replacing it with a fresh one, he let the charging handle snap forward and slowed to walking pace. Cat was wired, tense; the steyr was up to his shoulder now as he entered the danger zone of Rhino brief fight with the two Chinese marines, starring over the steyrs battle sights as he closed in, Cat could see in the jungle underbrush, both Rhino and the two Marines, lifelessly lying on the ground.

Quickly striding in as quietly as he could, Cat immediately swept the area left and right, then stopping at the first Marine he fired a single shot between his shoulder blades and quickly moved over to Rhino and the second Marine. Any placement of a shot from his current position would have meant putting a bullet through Rhino to kill the marine, for Rhino was fully on top, splayed out in a grotesquely sexual position on the marine.

Keeping the Steyr pointed at the two bodies Cat circled around to the head of the Chinese Soldier, he breathed a slight sigh of relief, there embedded in the neck of the Marine was rhino’s combat knife, by his other hand, Cat could clearly see the jammed Beretta laying on the ground near the open hand of his Chopper commander.

Cat could see the pooling blood from the Marine on the ground, it looked as if Rhino had been shot across his chest, the whole left side and right of Rhinos shirt was covered in blood.

“Oh fuck, Jesus Rhino, what the fuck happened”, cat exclaimed as he knelt down , grabbing Rhinos left arm, Cat gently rolled Rhino off the marine. ” Arrrrrrrh,” Rhino let out an agonising groan, making Cat jump slightly. ” Shit, ya still alive bro, hang on Rhino, hang on”, cats sense of urgency suddenly returned full blown, the rear of rhinos body was covered in so much blood cat felt for sure he was dead, guessing from the impact or pain hat Rhino had momentarily passed out. Cat frantically shuffled around to the left between Rhino and the Chinese Marine, furiously puling his shell dressing from the strap on his webbing , whilst continuing to babble away at Rhino, ” Jezz mate, you look like shit, where are you hit, lay still, whilst I stop the blood bfore you fucking bleed death“. Cat ripped open the front of Rhinos shirt and quickly wiped away the blood around the bullets entry point, with ach touch Rhino groaned, it looked like he had lost quite a bit of blod, Cats main concern was not just this but the big fella might go into shock on him. ” Stay with me Rhino”.

Rhinos eyes opened up again, ” Oooh Fuck me, Jesus it fucking hurts”, rhino paused, wincing again as Cat puled him forward towards himself, reaching around to Rhinos shoulder blade, feeling or the exit wound. ” ah, bingo, Fuck you’re one lucky bastard, its gone through clean, hit nothing, fuck knows how”, cat grunted, pulling Rhino over closer as he placed he dressing of the exit wound.

Still applying the strapping that would hold both the bandages in place on Rhino, Cat kept stealing a quick glance around the Jungle, ” we’re gunna have to move soon Rhino, if there is any more of these bastards.

NEW SECTION.  ( its only 1K generated tonight.) till I get me GROVE ON of COURSE )

CAT & Rhino. Engagement continued:

Whilst Cat was finishing off strapping up Rhino’s chest wound his mind was screaming through his options. The problem as far as Cat could see was the simple mathematics of their situation, he had two wounded and only himself with which to extract them, worse still, both Rhino and Dick were over 100kgs each, in Rhinos’ case he thought, waaay fucking over.

Shuffling around at a crouch to Rhino’s front Cat grabbed his mag light and quickly shone it into Rhino’s eyes, flicking it left to right over each pupil. “ stay with me  Bro” Cat said, his voice getting a little higher in pitch, showing his real concern

.

Looking up at cat, Rhino extended his left arm, grabbing the Staff Sergeant by the shoulder, “ Stop fucking fussing about ya fucking girl and help me up”. The sudden outburst caught cat by surprise.

“ Sure Boss”. Cat stood up slowly whilst Rhinos left paw hooked under his webbing, gradually as Cat could see Rhino was in some degree of pain they both stood up.

Rhino took a quick look around, “ Right, this makes for an interesting fucking problem doesn’t it, Let’s get over to Dick and see how he’s going.

Rhino, still clutching Cats arm, his Beretta clasped in his right hand knelt down in unison.

There in front, almost peaceful like in what could have been a simple sleep, was DB. Dick looked peaceful Rhino thought. “ Check his pulse Cat”, Rhino directed, “I’m going to pop over to that tree and keep overwatch here”, Rhino reached out to Cat’s Steyr, Gimmie that thing, here you have this”, as he handed over the Beretta to Cat.

Cat watched as Rhino spun around and set off the 20 yards to the big arse tree to his front.

“No sleeping ya big fucking git or I will leave you here” Cat whispered.

Rhino’s left hand came up, the index finger clearly extended and visible for him to see.

Cat set about checking over Dick, the dressing he had placed on him earlier in the evening was still in place, and the blood loss seemed to have stopped. Moving his hand up to Dicks neck, Cat felt for a pulse……” Ahhh there you are”, he quietly thought to himself.

The pulse was a little weak, but it surprised Moko at just how strong it was, given they had essentially left dick here for the last 20 minutes all by himself.

Moko, stood up, extracting his own pistol, he placed Rhinos in his shoulder holster, quickly pulling back the slide, Cat checked that a round was chambered, satisfied he let the slide go forward .

Cat looked straight across at Rhino, they were thinking the same thing, Cats hand came up, his finger extended and circling, as if telling Rhino they needed to lift off, Nodding his head slightly, Rhino pushed his big frame off the tree he had been leaning against and started walking over towards to cats position and Dick, laying on the ground under a camouflaged poncho at his feet.

As Rhino reached Cats position he knelt down, a slight grimace across his face, Cat thought, clearly in a fair amount of pain, Cat was still in sheer awe of the fact that Rhino was still mobile after having taken a round through the shoulder.

Looking up, Cat spoke, “ So what’s our plan of attack now boss?”. Cat had thoughts, but as Rhino was the Pilot and ranking officer it was his decision.

Cat could clearly see that Rhino was deep in thought, whilst he was pondering this Cat had his own take on what they should immediately do, not being one to keep his opinions to himself Cat leapt in, “Boss, whilst you are planning our next move, I’ll take the Steyr and nip back to those Chinese Marines, collect what’s useable and come back”. Cat watched Rhino for any sign that his plan was to be snuffed out, which was Rhinos prerogative…..

“ Rodger that Cat, make it quick, I think I have a plan for us”. With that, Cat grabbed the Steyr from Rhino’s side and took off back into the semi darkness, Rhino could hear him crashing through the light scrub, the sounds fading as he got further away from their current position, rapidly his surrounds descended into silence, just his breathing and ever present bugs.

It didn’t take long, before Cat reappeared, Rhino heard his approach, Cat had obviously decided that stealth was really no longer a factor given their recent bouts of gunfire in the area. Rhino waited patiently, happy somewhat that DB was still in reasonable shape and thankful that Cats departure had allowed him some time to formulate a plan, their current situation , whilst one he had been trained for numerous times, was far from ideal, but as he had realised, not totally unrecoverable….yet.

Cat Slid to a halt in clattering heap of weapons, ammo pouches and Chinese Naval infantry weaponry, it was very clear to Rhino, that Cat had all but stripped the four dead Chinese Marine all their possessions bar their clothing, and on second glance, that was still a possibility. Normally, if they had been on a survival course, that extra gear would have been left, no fucking point having it under normal circumstances Rhino thought, but his plan, which Cat was unaware of, would require every last skerrick of the gear Cat had collected.


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9 thoughts on “INTENSE. The next instalment. AT LAST

  1. Ugh. Blood and guns. Why can’t you write pretty things about bunnies and flowers, Havsy? Or maybe a nice cake cookbook?

    I’d buy it. You are the Grand Poobah of cakes. Even if you do lick the plate.

  2. About fucking time you got back to this ya slack bugger. The next bit will need an explosion. Rip in!

  3. Therbs..yeah..kinda fkn slack, more written in the last couple of day. CHAOS and fkn Mayhem in bound

  4. CC… CAKES..WTF…you is gunna get a letter at this rate. its all MALE, Kill’em and fkn blow’em up.

  5. Hav – old mate, best buddy, pal.
    Could you zap these over to Bedes’ place? I’ve been neglecting the bugger. And I’ll add a bit of corporate wankery some muppets put on their email requests – “Thanking you in advance”. FKN Tossers!

    I support Straya, NSW Blues, NSW Speedblitz Blues, Bulldogs, Swans, Pennant Hills and, if they’re doing any good, ‘Tahs and Sydney FC. Fcuk the netball, its boring as bat shit even though the ladies do wear sporty outfits.

    Q.1 – More.
    Dons is bad
    Freeo
    Tiges
    Portfuckenstoplookin’atmymissesI’lljobyezyafuckencunt.
    Wiggles
    Aints
    Colliecunts – fucking feral muppets
    Camry Crows
    Pakistan

  6. Any chance of sending it to birmoverse at yahoo dot com dot au so I can put it up?

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