Darkness fall: snipers sniping snipers
A sniper is not a low cost asset. Selection, training, but totally unknown until tested in the field. Thing is, there is a lot more to it than elevation and windage, zero on the target, squeeze gently. It requires 360 degree awareness.
Deep state was really embarrassed about the bust at Lake Tapps. This time there was not going to be a retreat. They call it doubling down in investment circles, they mobilized every asset. This time they were going to show the HNMNBies and whatever that shadowy group that ran in synch with them much of the time, who is the boss, who wears the pants, who has the victory trophy.
They didn't come in quietly, macho show of force. Got the para-military assault vehicles, boat loads of snipers, everyone wearing WTG tacticals. The plan was to be home before the first major package movie had run, put the kids to bed, maybe watch something steamy with the spouse.
There were many problems with this plan, but let's start with the fact they didn't get there first. Blue snipers where already dug in, tapestry here, what looked like a lying dog there, van with a door just opened; hundreds of them.
The hour was 1958, if you were deep state, this was the time to pucker. HNMBIes tended to strike at eight. However, HNMNBies were not violent. However, there was some shadow group, to this day, we do not know who, what, where, when, why and they were downright surgical. 1959, pucker time. Clock strikes 2000 and the deep state snipers are taken out. Operators, command and control are falling fast.
The United States is not going to lose. General Montgomery Ambrose Burnside moved his light calvary into the city. Over 2,000 civilian lives would be lost this night in the name of truth, justice, and the American way, it just had to be done.
Traveler, stood at the XXX. Americans fighting Americans. The civil war all over again. But he was neither side of the anceint carnage. Blue and HNMNBie welcomed race, creed and color. This was something different, something so horrible it almost could not be uttered. Yet here they were, sons, daughter, brothers, cousins, uncles, aunts, marching into a deadly battle for what? The right to oppress? But the words had all been spoken, the die cast. This was the defining moment. Are we a nation of hate? Or a nation of hope? Sadly, it would take bloodshed to decide.
Deep state was really embarrassed about the bust at Lake Tapps. This time there was not going to be a retreat. They call it doubling down in investment circles, they mobilized every asset. This time they were going to show the HNMNBies and whatever that shadowy group that ran in synch with them much of the time, who is the boss, who wears the pants, who has the victory trophy.
They didn't come in quietly, macho show of force. Got the para-military assault vehicles, boat loads of snipers, everyone wearing WTG tacticals. The plan was to be home before the first major package movie had run, put the kids to bed, maybe watch something steamy with the spouse.
There were many problems with this plan, but let's start with the fact they didn't get there first. Blue snipers where already dug in, tapestry here, what looked like a lying dog there, van with a door just opened; hundreds of them.
The hour was 1958, if you were deep state, this was the time to pucker. HNMBIes tended to strike at eight. However, HNMNBies were not violent. However, there was some shadow group, to this day, we do not know who, what, where, when, why and they were downright surgical. 1959, pucker time. Clock strikes 2000 and the deep state snipers are taken out. Operators, command and control are falling fast.
The United States is not going to lose. General Montgomery Ambrose Burnside moved his light calvary into the city. Over 2,000 civilian lives would be lost this night in the name of truth, justice, and the American way, it just had to be done.
Traveler, stood at the XXX. Americans fighting Americans. The civil war all over again. But he was neither side of the anceint carnage. Blue and HNMNBie welcomed race, creed and color. This was something different, something so horrible it almost could not be uttered. Yet here they were, sons, daughter, brothers, cousins, uncles, aunts, marching into a deadly battle for what? The right to oppress? But the words had all been spoken, the die cast. This was the defining moment. Are we a nation of hate? Or a nation of hope? Sadly, it would take bloodshed to decide.
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