The Pak Squad ( A Military Tale)
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"Brother Aslam".." Muzammil whispered to his brother-in-law, who is busy going over the security arrangement with his fellow security officers.
"Mhmm.. what is it Muzammil?" Major Aslam, turned his neck slightly asking him.
"Who are those officers? Those in black.. with their face covered. I have never seen this kind of uniform before-" he asked suspiciously eyeing the personnels standing still, face covered with an army mask only revealing the eyes; strong, bright but expressionless eyes. The really stood out from all the military personnels in the room.
"Muzammil stop looking their way." Major Aslam said in a hush tone.
"But why.. who are-" weirded out by his brother-in-law's demand, he questioned.
"They are from the PATSP ( Pakistan Anti Terrorist Special Squad) and Muzammil.." turning around, Aslam grabbed his shoulder and continued, " Try to stay out of their way."
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