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Part 27 A little adult situation in this one- be forewarned!
Old man Gomez was in a fowl mode. People got beat down when he felt this way. It was two days after they torched the farmer's house. His son Raul and half his crew had not come back yet from that raid on that gringo farmer. His other son Miguel turned out to be a coward, running out on his crew instead of standing and fighting. Dejesus knew it was foolish from a military standpoint to continue fighting whoever had taken out his people, however this wasn't exactly a military organization. He was getting older now and while he still had the respect of his crew, he knew that backing down to some farmers would make him lose it. It was a catch 22 situation for DeJesus.
For the time being Miguel had told him it was best to let the boys party a little bit, get their minds off of $hit, go grab some girls, etc. Old instincts of DeJesus's told him this wasn't the right idea, but needing to maintain the support of his gang, he agreed to a little partying. After a night of partying he would rally his troops and head to that area where the farmers shot up his crew. Then he would find them and he would kill them in.
Miguel had "acquired" some girls, some booze and drugs, so tonight they would party. Miguel was already preparing the way for the day when his father would die or he could take over Gomez. His Father was always tough on the gang members, sometimes beating one for looking at him sideways. Stupid *** Raul followed in his Father's footsteps. Miguel on the other hand had a different approach. He had read parts of a couple leadership books that told him his people needed to "love" him. If they loved him they would do more for him than if they feared him. It made sense to Miguel. His Father had always been hard on him and his brother and Miguel hated his sorry ***. He would probably kill him at some point and take control of the gang. DeJesus was getting older and losing his grip. But now was not the time. Now it was time to rebuild and solidify his gang's "love" for him. Bringing in "putas", booze and dope and letting them party would certainly make them love him.
Steve and Lyle were given the task of reconing the Gomez safe house.
It was a few hours after dark and they sat about 50 yards from the house just in the treeline from a clearing. Lyle was using a PVS14 on a headmount and Steve was covering him with his AK that had a Trijicon ACOG mounted on it. . This time around Steve's rifle also included a PVS14 set just behind the ACOG. They could observe everything around the Gomez safe house.
"I can't believe these are the same guys that we fought a couple days ago." Lyle said. "They have music going, they cooked that pig OUTSIDE earlier and now I think they are getting wasted. They don't even have sentries. This can't be the same crew."
Steve noticed the ATV's and said "Mexicans, ATV's, weapons, drugs, it's gotta be the same ones. We should have brought Bill with us. I can't understand that much Spanish. Did you take those pictures of the house and approaches?"
"Yeah, I need to get that one side of the house, that's it" Lyle replied.
They moved to the last remaining side of the house they had not reconed.
After being there about 5 minutes a side door to the safe house opened and two people left the house.
Lyle and Steve were both laying prone in the treeline not far from this side of the house. Lyle lifted his leg about 6 inches off the ground and moved it over and tapped Steve's leg. He got a tap back. This confirmed that Steve was seeing the same thing.
The two that left the house were walking very close and talking in low tones. It was only clear to Steve that it was a man and woman after he noticed the slightly taller figure reach back and grab the others behind. Giggles and flirting followed.
After the party was in full swing and everyone was pretty well plastered, Miguel took his favorite "puta" and left the house. In front of his crew he called her "puta" and disrespected her. It was a completely different story when they were alone. He had explained to her that he to remain "hard" so he had to talk to her that way in front of the others, but he really didn't feel that way towards her. She ate it all up, "estupido puta" Miguel thought.
The two sauntered towards the tree line, not far from where Lyle and Steve lay. The laughter and giggles got louder now. Steve and Lyle could make out everything about the two now. The man carried a pistol in a shoulder holster, no rifle could be seen. The women appeared to be unarmed.
Lyle said as quietly as he could "Snatch."
After about a 10 second delay, Steve tapped his foot onto Lyle's to confirm.
"You grab the girl" Lyle said to Steve.
Another tap confirmed this.
A wait of 10 minutes found Miguel and the women going hot and heavy. Steve and Lyle used this time to make their approach. As they got closer the women took the top position. This changed Steve and Lyle's whole plan.
Miguel was really enjoying himself. THIS was what it was all about, booze, dope and broads. Forget his stupid Dad with his ideas of playing "guerrilla fighter" in the South Georgia woods. He left Nicaragua a long time ago. This was what it was about, taking what you wanted.
Miguel thought he heard a little rustling in the pine needles. "Better not be one of the guys over there watching us, I'll kill the bas$ard!" Miguel thought.
Just then the woman was yanked back off of him and simultaneously he felt a large heavy item come down on his head.
Steve had wanted to avoid clubbing the girl thinking that perhaps she was a captive so he quickly put a "rear naked choke" on her and drug her back off of Miguel as Lyle bashed him in the head. Steve had not realized just how much fight someone would have in them before passing out, he struggled to maintain hold on the girl. After what seemed like an eternity she finally passed out.
"DAMN!" Steve said quietly. He couldn't see it but Lyle was grinning as he bound up Miguel for transport.
Within a few minutes they were back at their recon relay point.
"OK, so what the hell do we do now? They are gonna look for this guy!" Steve said.
Lyle looked a little embarrassed. "We need to get him to the retreat quick, have Bill and Jim interrogate him."
"Yeah that's great and wonderful but in the meantime these guys figured out they are one less and either take off or go hunting him." Steve said.
"Alright listen, you move to that first position we started reconning from. Hold tight there and wait for me. I'll bring these two to the retreat on the ATV then come back for you. We'll rally here again if we need to. Anything worse happens, E and E to the retreat. If you think they are following you, radio in and we will ambush them away from the retreat." Lyle said.
Steve took a full canteen Lyle had and drank one of his before heading back. Lyle took off towards the retreat on the ATV with both prisoners tied on it.
It wasn't far before the women woke up from her little nap. Lyle had to stuff his hat in her mouth to keep her quiet. It was a good thing they were secured well with tie wraps and 550 cord.
Old man Gomez was in a fowl mode. People got beat down when he felt this way. It was two days after they torched the farmer's house. His son Raul and half his crew had not come back yet from that raid on that gringo farmer. His other son Miguel turned out to be a coward, running out on his crew instead of standing and fighting. Dejesus knew it was foolish from a military standpoint to continue fighting whoever had taken out his people, however this wasn't exactly a military organization. He was getting older now and while he still had the respect of his crew, he knew that backing down to some farmers would make him lose it. It was a catch 22 situation for DeJesus.
For the time being Miguel had told him it was best to let the boys party a little bit, get their minds off of $hit, go grab some girls, etc. Old instincts of DeJesus's told him this wasn't the right idea, but needing to maintain the support of his gang, he agreed to a little partying. After a night of partying he would rally his troops and head to that area where the farmers shot up his crew. Then he would find them and he would kill them in.
Miguel had "acquired" some girls, some booze and drugs, so tonight they would party. Miguel was already preparing the way for the day when his father would die or he could take over Gomez. His Father was always tough on the gang members, sometimes beating one for looking at him sideways. Stupid *** Raul followed in his Father's footsteps. Miguel on the other hand had a different approach. He had read parts of a couple leadership books that told him his people needed to "love" him. If they loved him they would do more for him than if they feared him. It made sense to Miguel. His Father had always been hard on him and his brother and Miguel hated his sorry ***. He would probably kill him at some point and take control of the gang. DeJesus was getting older and losing his grip. But now was not the time. Now it was time to rebuild and solidify his gang's "love" for him. Bringing in "putas", booze and dope and letting them party would certainly make them love him.
Steve and Lyle were given the task of reconing the Gomez safe house.
It was a few hours after dark and they sat about 50 yards from the house just in the treeline from a clearing. Lyle was using a PVS14 on a headmount and Steve was covering him with his AK that had a Trijicon ACOG mounted on it. . This time around Steve's rifle also included a PVS14 set just behind the ACOG. They could observe everything around the Gomez safe house.
"I can't believe these are the same guys that we fought a couple days ago." Lyle said. "They have music going, they cooked that pig OUTSIDE earlier and now I think they are getting wasted. They don't even have sentries. This can't be the same crew."
Steve noticed the ATV's and said "Mexicans, ATV's, weapons, drugs, it's gotta be the same ones. We should have brought Bill with us. I can't understand that much Spanish. Did you take those pictures of the house and approaches?"
"Yeah, I need to get that one side of the house, that's it" Lyle replied.
They moved to the last remaining side of the house they had not reconed.
After being there about 5 minutes a side door to the safe house opened and two people left the house.
Lyle and Steve were both laying prone in the treeline not far from this side of the house. Lyle lifted his leg about 6 inches off the ground and moved it over and tapped Steve's leg. He got a tap back. This confirmed that Steve was seeing the same thing.
The two that left the house were walking very close and talking in low tones. It was only clear to Steve that it was a man and woman after he noticed the slightly taller figure reach back and grab the others behind. Giggles and flirting followed.
After the party was in full swing and everyone was pretty well plastered, Miguel took his favorite "puta" and left the house. In front of his crew he called her "puta" and disrespected her. It was a completely different story when they were alone. He had explained to her that he to remain "hard" so he had to talk to her that way in front of the others, but he really didn't feel that way towards her. She ate it all up, "estupido puta" Miguel thought.
The two sauntered towards the tree line, not far from where Lyle and Steve lay. The laughter and giggles got louder now. Steve and Lyle could make out everything about the two now. The man carried a pistol in a shoulder holster, no rifle could be seen. The women appeared to be unarmed.
Lyle said as quietly as he could "Snatch."
After about a 10 second delay, Steve tapped his foot onto Lyle's to confirm.
"You grab the girl" Lyle said to Steve.
Another tap confirmed this.
A wait of 10 minutes found Miguel and the women going hot and heavy. Steve and Lyle used this time to make their approach. As they got closer the women took the top position. This changed Steve and Lyle's whole plan.
Miguel was really enjoying himself. THIS was what it was all about, booze, dope and broads. Forget his stupid Dad with his ideas of playing "guerrilla fighter" in the South Georgia woods. He left Nicaragua a long time ago. This was what it was about, taking what you wanted.
Miguel thought he heard a little rustling in the pine needles. "Better not be one of the guys over there watching us, I'll kill the bas$ard!" Miguel thought.
Just then the woman was yanked back off of him and simultaneously he felt a large heavy item come down on his head.
Steve had wanted to avoid clubbing the girl thinking that perhaps she was a captive so he quickly put a "rear naked choke" on her and drug her back off of Miguel as Lyle bashed him in the head. Steve had not realized just how much fight someone would have in them before passing out, he struggled to maintain hold on the girl. After what seemed like an eternity she finally passed out.
"DAMN!" Steve said quietly. He couldn't see it but Lyle was grinning as he bound up Miguel for transport.
Within a few minutes they were back at their recon relay point.
"OK, so what the hell do we do now? They are gonna look for this guy!" Steve said.
Lyle looked a little embarrassed. "We need to get him to the retreat quick, have Bill and Jim interrogate him."
"Yeah that's great and wonderful but in the meantime these guys figured out they are one less and either take off or go hunting him." Steve said.
"Alright listen, you move to that first position we started reconning from. Hold tight there and wait for me. I'll bring these two to the retreat on the ATV then come back for you. We'll rally here again if we need to. Anything worse happens, E and E to the retreat. If you think they are following you, radio in and we will ambush them away from the retreat." Lyle said.
Steve took a full canteen Lyle had and drank one of his before heading back. Lyle took off towards the retreat on the ATV with both prisoners tied on it.
It wasn't far before the women woke up from her little nap. Lyle had to stuff his hat in her mouth to keep her quiet. It was a good thing they were secured well with tie wraps and 550 cord.
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