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big deal, right?”
Dognillo looked at the Captain, “Yes Sir, right.”
“Alright boys, work out a plan in the next few hours and give me a brief back no later than 0030 that ok?”
Both men nodded and headed back to the team room to coordinate with the rest of the team and come up with a plan.
Stan hollered at the men to stop for a moment, “By-the-way Captain your promotion to Major came through today, congratulations.” Major Clayton nodded and shook Stan’s hand then they turned and left.
Chapter Three
They returned to the team room with what was expected news, no real surprise, although they thought they would have more time to plan and then hit it. Trying to hurry these things generally resulted with someone outside of the team screwing up something or because it’s rushed and in some cases the Intel was be wrong. At this time they had no confirmation of the Intel other than the camel jockey they had captured, not very reassuring, odds are they got the Intel under torture and a lot of times the victim being tortured will tell you want you want to hear to get you to stop.
Guess is didn’t really matter though they had their orders and those orders right now were to come up with a plan then give brief back in a few hours. They had the maps of the area and each man looked them over and formulated their own plan, they would do a sort of round robin with everyone given a turn to talk about how they see it unfolding, normally this brainstorming session had worked for them in the past, different teams did things different ways.
The flight to just about any given point on the road was about a forty minute flight by fixed wing aircraft from their current location. They all agreed that they would need to infiltrate the area by HALO (high altitude low open) and land a couple of klicks (kilometers) away from the road. They also all agreed that they would need to exfiltrate by helicopter that means that the choppers must be in place close in order to extract quickly. The road that the Intel claimed they were taking was a secondary back road that crosses the border, doesn’t have much traffic.
There were all sorts of ideas thrown out, even a one or two James Bond or Rambo scenarios. What was finally decided upon was the map showed a sharp turn in the road what looked like was in between some high ground which wouldn’t allow them to pull off the road quickly. So if they were able to block the road and make it look somewhat natural they could stop the two trucks. They needed to be onsite no-later-than 0400 to set up and prepare for the ambush. They continued to work out the specific details of the operation for the next hour, then telephoned Stan and told him they were ready for the brief back.
Stan would have to go to the team room for the briefing, typically each man on the team had an assignment and as part of the brief back they each had to regurgitate their responsibility in the op. Stan arrived about twenty minutes later. Outside of some smartass remarks by team members during the briefing it only took an hour to do. Stan liked it and gave his go ahead to it, wheels up in thirty minutes if they wanted to keep to their time line.
Flight bags were always packed and ready to go at a moment’s notice, the team picked up their gear and headed for their ride out. There was a C-130 waiting for them and just them, big empty plane to take out an eight man team and dump them in the middle of no place at some un-godly hour. They loaded up, got strapped in. Major Clayton shut his eyes and relaxed thinking back about how he got here…..
Chapter Four
John Clayton graduated from Penn State with a
Dognillo looked at the Captain, “Yes Sir, right.”
“Alright boys, work out a plan in the next few hours and give me a brief back no later than 0030 that ok?”
Both men nodded and headed back to the team room to coordinate with the rest of the team and come up with a plan.
Stan hollered at the men to stop for a moment, “By-the-way Captain your promotion to Major came through today, congratulations.” Major Clayton nodded and shook Stan’s hand then they turned and left.
Chapter Three
They returned to the team room with what was expected news, no real surprise, although they thought they would have more time to plan and then hit it. Trying to hurry these things generally resulted with someone outside of the team screwing up something or because it’s rushed and in some cases the Intel was be wrong. At this time they had no confirmation of the Intel other than the camel jockey they had captured, not very reassuring, odds are they got the Intel under torture and a lot of times the victim being tortured will tell you want you want to hear to get you to stop.
Guess is didn’t really matter though they had their orders and those orders right now were to come up with a plan then give brief back in a few hours. They had the maps of the area and each man looked them over and formulated their own plan, they would do a sort of round robin with everyone given a turn to talk about how they see it unfolding, normally this brainstorming session had worked for them in the past, different teams did things different ways.
The flight to just about any given point on the road was about a forty minute flight by fixed wing aircraft from their current location. They all agreed that they would need to infiltrate the area by HALO (high altitude low open) and land a couple of klicks (kilometers) away from the road. They also all agreed that they would need to exfiltrate by helicopter that means that the choppers must be in place close in order to extract quickly. The road that the Intel claimed they were taking was a secondary back road that crosses the border, doesn’t have much traffic.
There were all sorts of ideas thrown out, even a one or two James Bond or Rambo scenarios. What was finally decided upon was the map showed a sharp turn in the road what looked like was in between some high ground which wouldn’t allow them to pull off the road quickly. So if they were able to block the road and make it look somewhat natural they could stop the two trucks. They needed to be onsite no-later-than 0400 to set up and prepare for the ambush. They continued to work out the specific details of the operation for the next hour, then telephoned Stan and told him they were ready for the brief back.
Stan would have to go to the team room for the briefing, typically each man on the team had an assignment and as part of the brief back they each had to regurgitate their responsibility in the op. Stan arrived about twenty minutes later. Outside of some smartass remarks by team members during the briefing it only took an hour to do. Stan liked it and gave his go ahead to it, wheels up in thirty minutes if they wanted to keep to their time line.
Flight bags were always packed and ready to go at a moment’s notice, the team picked up their gear and headed for their ride out. There was a C-130 waiting for them and just them, big empty plane to take out an eight man team and dump them in the middle of no place at some un-godly hour. They loaded up, got strapped in. Major Clayton shut his eyes and relaxed thinking back about how he got here…..
Chapter Four
John Clayton graduated from Penn State with a
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