Osborne pushed Baldwin aside grabbed the rifle.
Aimed and fired! He missed! The group about 200 meters away heard the round hit a tree. Took cover
Osborne fired again at his target as he was running missed.
One of them figured out where the fire was coming from.
Started shooting at them the rest followed.
Jones started shooting the 60. Baldwin grabbed Honey back. Found a target fired dropped one.
Morgan pulled Osborne down the hill side, stuck his piece keeper to Osborne's head, you stupid ass!
I ought to kill you! Turned him loose climbed the hill.
Dawson heard it. Damn Fire Fight. He ran towards the
firing. Owens did the same. Either one didn't know what
happened just the team was in trouble.
Morgan slid his grease gun off his back. Started peppering the killing zone.
Peters yelled ammo up! Jones for some reason stood up, started firing walking down the hillside.
Peters stayed put firing his pistol.
Owens slowed found where he could get to the team
Set up just left of Baldwin about 10 meters away. Started firing.
Dawson was across the small stream, moving in from the right flank.
Osborne climbed back up the hill. Took a position near
Peters. Jones kept moving down towards the stream.
Jones took a knee felt this burning sensation in his gut and inner thigh. Then warm wet liquid on his leg and stomach. He went down crawling towards cover.
Peters went to get to Jones, Osborne grabbed him stay
put! While he was firing. Wait till this stops Damn it.
Peters yelling I need to get to him! He's hit hurt, got to
help him!
Morgan just noticed Owens where is Dawson where's my Damn Indian at?
Dawson just to the rear of them, and cut loose peppering
The staggered line. Before they knew what happened
He grabbed a guy on his Sat. Phone. Scalped him while still alive. The scream was loud and disgusting. Blood flew.
Dawson had the long dark hair wrapped around his left hand.
The right cutting the skin as the left pulled. His opponent
passed out. Dawson slit his throat smiled. He counted
nine dead.
It got quiet awful brain numbing quiet. No birds no animal movement. Dawson yelled clear below!
Morgan yelled clear above!
Peters ran down to Jones slipping and sliding the way
down. Jones! Jones you OK? Jones lay in a blood pool.
The grass and rock covered in blood.
Peters closed his bag. Checked for breathing and a heart
beat. Nothing, Peters shook his head pulled one dog tag.
Placed it in his bag.
Owens before any one ordered ran down the hill.
Yelling Peters check those ladies. Dawson I'm on the way!
Dawson moved from body to the next kicking watching
for life. He didn't want to get back shot. Owens made it checked the two that Dawson hadn't checked.
Found Dawson scraping the flesh off the scalp.
Owens put some gum in his mouth chewed, Dawson
You crazy fucker. Dawson kept at his scalp.
Morgan new Jones was dead, Peters was checking those
women. He made his way down the hill.
Baldwin took the but of his Thompson and slammed it
into Osborne's kidneys. Osborne went down on all four,
he couldn't breath. Baldwin kicked him in the face.
Osborne crawled some rolled down the hill.
Baldwin chasing. Morgan heard the commotion.
Owens ran towards Baldwin and Osborne.
Morgan shouted Dawson secure the area.
Owens! Stop Baldwin! As he was running that way.
Morgan could hear Owens trying to convince Baldwin
to put his Thompson down.
Morgan yelled don't not yet! I need to get information
from him! Then I don't give a rat's ass, kill him.
Morgan and Owens stood a few feet away.
Baldwin looked at Morgan, then at Osborne.
Fuck! Fuck him. Turned I'd rather tie him up.
Let the animals chow on him. I'm done with him,
Damn coward.
Morgan said Owens frisk him, find the mission statement. Owens was like what? He's CIA got to
Have his over all mission packet. That he would open
About now.
Owens smiled, he is well now spook. I'll leave ya behind
like Baldwin wants.
Morgan this it?
Probably, looks like it. I know its code, so fudge head
here. He'll have to decipher it.
Morgan looked over at Owens, check with Peters,
tell him and Dawson. Get ready to move. Have Baldwin
Pull any personal stuff off Jones. We got a move, I'll take care of this one.
Osborne laughed, you all are dead men. You don't
get it, this is far bigger than you think.
Morgan said, not now. I'm going to tie you up.
We are moving try and get a klick away from here.
Morgan took a breath, lets move. I want a klick between
us and here. Owens took point,
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EVIL WITHIN
HororAn unnamed Demon Strives to control all. Alluring the voice of a Siren. The bringer of death. Is it the Queen of Hell, is it the Alpha? A small Group of people try and stop This Thing , it's blood lust and hunger Never Ending.
