It took the sergeant and the corporal about thirty minutes to complete the job. They broke in, hacked into the computer, and copied all the files.

It was a long noisy flight to Tilfar. This was a covert operation; therefore, the pilot was instructed to drop the team half a click from the beach.

The hours hastily rushed by as Jamal picked up the gear he would use on the mission and signed for his weapon. First Sergeant Pickford transferred a brand new M-16 assault rife across the booth.

Tiny clear sweat beads slowly rolled down the dark brown skin of his forehead as Jamal walked into the captain’s office.

Fort Nabahood was located on the southwest side of Hackberry, Louisiana. The huge military base was built on the north side of Johnson Bayou.

On Friday, March 30, 2001, Private First Class Jamal Antonio Walker graduated from the Army Ranger School in Fort Benning, Georgia.

This is a fictional story of the missions of the 23rd Ranger Battalion of Fort Nabahood. The first seven mission series follows Private First Class Jamal A.

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The next order given was to secure the supply route.
The city of Shad Port was now completely secure.
Three Ranger units guarded the trucks that went out.

Assault against Shad Port

Our unit crosses the Amanastan border.
Helicopter gunship flies ahead as support.
The mission is Operation Restore Order.
We will invade a city called Shad Port.

A fifty-ton bomb dropped from the air.

The enemy’s base was on Amanastan border.
Our platoon was chosen to get the job done.
Search and destroy was the general’s order.

The night my friend died.

The militants attacked us late on Tuesday.
The sky was lit with gunfire and tracer rounds.
Camp Anaconda men came alive right away.

On the verge of war.

The plane lands at Nabahood base airstrip.
The platoon leader was there to meet me.
The captain wanted the report of my last trip.

A Very Important Package

I was out of basic for eight years.
My sixth as an U. S. Army Ranger.
I overcome most of my fears.
I am always in constant danger.

Time to do another job.

One morning, I am just making my bed.
I try to remember the events last night.
Who put this bandage on my head?
I want to know if I won or lost that fight.