《Sonata Jackson: The journey of a female soldier》Chapter Twenty-Three: Crash site
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July 23rd, 2005
Khammouane, Laos
Sonata got off a UH-81 'Stealth Hawk' at a helicopter landing zone where soldiers are being dropped off. On the way to the dock she ran back into Sgt Mitchell and the Machine Gun/Anti-Armor team.
"Sergeant Sonata," said Sergeant Mitchell, "Welcome back to the jungle,"
Sonata replied, "Sergeant Mitchell. Never thought I would be working with you again,"
"Can we get this show on the road?" Asked Private First Class Mackenzie Rose.
Sgt Mitchell replied, "You were suppose to be with the Assault Team not being here,"
"Hehe," said PFC Mackenzie Rose, "I'm a Naviphobia,"
Got a marine who's afraid of boats, Sonata thought, Where's the Irony in that? Oh that's right. Marines are better trained to fight in marshlands, forests, jungles, and trained in naval invasions as well which requires boats and LVT's and whatnot.
Sonata got onto the PBR styled boat where she took the helm and Sgt Mitchell manned the dual .50 HMG up front.
They sailed up river following several other PBR styled boats with all but two having men and some women dressed in black battle dress uniforms (BDUs) and balaclavas.
After several minutes. They slowed the speed but they saw a destroyed upside down P-113 (UH-1) with most of the tail rotor broken off and shooting sparks.
They kept on going.
***
Sometime later they saw a crashed Soviet airplane with it being in bad shape.
Sonata stopped the PBR styled boat and she and Sgt Mitchell and his friends who are also his squad mates went up and had Sonata and her brother Paul with them.
"What are we even looking for?" Asked Sergeant Mitchell
Staff Sergeant Paul replied, "Above your pay grade Sergeant,"
"Hold the fuck up," said Sgt Mitchell, "It's either tell us what the fuck it is. Or we head back to the boats"
Staff Sergeant Paul replied, "Deadly nerve gas. It's so deadly that it causes vomiting, violent coughing, muscle convulsions, bleeding from the eyes, and blackening of the skin (necrosis), followed by an agonizing death within 10–20 seconds of exposure. Some deaths from it are violent coughing, nausea, vomiting, suffocation, bleeding from the eyes, and scaling, burning skin, with death "occurring before the body can even hit the ground". In other terms nightmare,"
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"Alright squad," said Sgt Mitchell, "Mask up and NBCRNA Protocol 12.5. I dont want anyone having a inch of skin. Just in case if any of it been ruptured. It's not a letter I want to send to your parents how one of you died painfully but quick at the same time!"
They approached the plane but they wonder why the other special forces squad's were but Sgt Mitchell's squad made a trench but the Base of Fire and Assault Team went further down and hid in the trees.
***
In the plane
Staff Sergeant Paul had some kind of device and it said that the air was clear and breathable. He and Sonata removed their gas masks and protective clothing.
"Sergeant Mitchell was right," said Sonata
Paul replied, "Yeah he was. What you going to do? Sleep with him as "You were right and everyone else was wrong" or what nought?"
"No," said Sonata, "But he was right though! He found a Soviet note saying as much. But no, no one wanted to hear it! I was in the 0.2% that actually believed him! And for the past two days our northern city of Fort Sanction is under Soviet control!"
Paul replied, "I know! I haven't seen my wife and daughter in three damn days! The military got the city surrounded and would rather bomb the living shit out of it than do an assault it so far! So far we dropped 2.7 million tons of bombs from round the clock almost non stop tactical and strategic bombing runs on them!"
"Hey Sergeant Waterson! Get in here!" Yelled Sonata
Sgt Mitchell ran in but tripped over a dead Soviet air crew person.
"If any of you laugh or giggle I'll throw you out of this wrecked plane myself!" Said Sgt Mitchell.
Sgt Mitchell then got up and asked what they want.
"Sergeant use you walkie talkie and radio transport to get these deadly nerve gas out. Also the air is clean to breath." Said Staff Sergeant Paul.
Sgt Mitchell grabbed his walkie talkie and radioed for a helicopter to come and get the deadly nerve gas. He was told no because the enemy had several Anti-Air weapons in the area. He was given the coordinates of the AA guns as well.
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"Yankee-Nine fire mission," said Sgt Mitchell into a walkie-talkie, "Grid Coordinates: Golf-India-4-8-6, Bravo-Tango-4-3-2-4 and Zulu-Alpha-3-4-2. Repeat Yankee-Nine fire mission Grid Coordinates: Golf-India-4-8-6, Bravo-Tango-4-3-2-4 and Zulu-Alpha-3-4-2"
"Alright Sgt Waterson," said Sonata, "Go back to your squad,"
Sgt Mitchell ran back to his squad and got into the slit trench where Jack and Sam are.
***
Still in the plane.
"There must be at least a few hundred maybe a couple of a few thousands." Said Sonata
Paul replied, "Yeah. But they'll be used in acts of terrorism if we don't take them and dispose of them properly,"
***
Outside. Sgt Mitchell and Fire team Harmony saw enemy combatants in urban woodland camoflage.
Both Fire team Harmony and the enemy soldiers placed their weapons on the ground and brought out their knives and engaged in CQB combat.
Sgt Mitchell was about to get behind enemy soldier and ram his M3 Fighting Knife through the backside of the enemy combatant neck.
Sgt Mitchell saw Pvt Mackenzie Rose get pinned and struggling to get an enemy soldier off of her so Sgt Mitchell knocked the man off of her and stabbed him in the heart.
Sgt Mitchell ran off to go fight another enemy combatant and as Pvt Mackenzie Rose was about to get up until a enemy combatant in armor came and kicked her.
Pvt Mackenzie Rose had trouble fighting him and Sgt Mitchell saw and helped out by pulling out his M19 revolver and fired a round landing and hitting the enemy combatant in the head.
***
In the plane.
"What was that?" Asked Sonata
Paul replied, "Don't know. Go and check it out,"
Sonata grabbed her rifle and ran out and she saw Fireteam Harmony and enemy combatants fighting in knife combat. But Fireteam Harmony unholstered their Phoenix pistols.
They shot and killed the enemy combatants and went back to their dig in positions.
"What's going on?" Asked Sonata
Sgt Mitchell replied, "Just a little encounter with enemies. You know them?"
Sonata replied after looking, "Yeah. Soviet Spetsnaz soldiers."
Never thought I would be fighting the Spetsnaz and the KGB again! Sonata thought, Last time was at Springshield Outpost! Well what's next? I gotta fight American Navy SEALS or Green Berets or Delta Force or the SAS?!
Sonata then reentered the plane.
***
Back inside of the plane.
"We had some company," said Sonata, "The KGB and Spetsnaz were outside but Fireteam Harmony dealt with them. We better hurry up before more of those commie bastards come!"
Paul reached for his walkie talkie.
"Big Bird this is Vampire 2-1," said Paul, "Come in Big Bird! Where are you?"
A pilot replied, "Vampire 2-1 this is Big Bird. We're a little delayed. Also, were going to go to LZ Delta so we don't get blown out of the sky from numerous SAM Sites,"
Fuck, Fuck, Fuck! Paul thought, There's no way in Hell we're going to be able to carry all of these nerve gas canisters to LZ Delta! It's too fucking far and we'll have to go by boat to get there faster!
"Sergeant Waterson!" Yelled SSgt Paul, "Get in here!"
Sgt Mitchell came running and asked what they want.
"Sgt. I'm borrowing your Base of Fire team to help remove the nerve gas but you, your MG/AT and Assault Team need to cover our rear,"
Sgt Mitchell didn't complain and he got his Assault Team and MG/AT team to stay but got his Base of Fire team to help Staff Sergeant Paul and a few other special forces soldiers to move the nerve gas by hand to the boats.
Private First Class Mackenzie Rose stayed with them instead of being with the Base of Fire team and they shot at the enemy Spetsnaz coming to the plane.
What they don't know is that Ssgt Paul and the Base of Fire team left when they got all of the deadly nerve gas.
"Damn a Havoc helicopter!" Said Sonata
The Soviet Mi-28N helicopter fired a few rockets and made a part of the plane crash and fall to the ground below.
Sonata saw several Spetsnaz soldiers drag the unconscious members of the Assault and MG/AT team away. She drew her Phoenix pistol only for it to click and had no ammo.
Sonata was kicked in the face after she had her pistol kicked out of her hand.
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