Army Colonel Andrew Ledger was ready to meet the enemy head on and it didn't matter what direction they came from. The other fighting men that followed the Colonel into battle parted the tall grass and with great bravely planned on holding the ground. Our fighting men were ready and had gathered at the preplanned rendezvous point right on time and all the soldiers checked their equipment but didn't dare whisper a single word.
The U.S. invasion fleet landed their ships at Tartus Syria and promptly placed 7,500 U.S. Army soldiers with their equipment on the Syrian coast and started the curious and cautious march inland. The U.S. planners inside the Department of Defense advised the Generals and Commanders that swinging to the right in the almost darkness before dawn would be the best path to Hamah. The Syrian Army and their formidable defenses were out of sight but U.S. intelligence knew thousands of Syrian forces were bunched around Hamah guarding their warfare and munitions depot which included Iranian thermonuclear bombs.
The U.S. Army forces did not expect the first massive attack from the left flank which came upon them less than two hours after their landing. U.S. Command estimated that the Syrian Army force was at least 12,000 men and while taking heavy losses plummeted the U.S. Army forces.
As the U.S. Army forces stormed the Syrian beach the enemy troops stayed away and watched the U.S. forces form their lines of march. Once the Syrian Army bench marked the U.S. troops they sent their jet bombers first and then their crack troops attacked hard with full force.
Our fighting men were not ready but the war had just barely started. The U.S. soldiers fell in their own blood but survivors defended their positions bravely and they regained their bloody soil and starting pushing the Syrian Army back in places and holding them in others. Hundreds of American soldiers died in less than an hour and for the first time in his career Army Colonel Andrew Ledger waited on top of a little hill with his shoulder muscles hunched forward trying to catch his breath. The little embankment would hide him from the Syrian soldiers only one hundred yards away. For some reason the Colonel felt like an invader.
Obama said, no boots on the ground. "That Son of a Bitch" was the last words that Colonel Ledger would ever speak. The Colonel was crawling around now with at least one bullet through his chest as he would never really be sure. He felt like taking a nap so he laid his head down to rest a bit. He thought to himself about the Syrian Army "These guys aren't kidding around." and with little effort closed his eyes and died.
No comments:
Post a Comment