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Sniper: Pre-School Kill
WARNING EXTREAM PEDO, death, scat, Mg.  rape, extreme violence,
cannibalism, torture of infants.  A second 9-11 is visited upon the US.  It
is disturbing and vile you have been warned.
   "Target left 300 meters, wind clam, white female red coat, and blond
hair." Abdulla whispered into his throat mike as he kept his right eye to
the spotting scope.
   "Left 300 meters, wind clam, white female red coat, blond hair.  I have
her Allah be praised.  Shot on the way." Muhammad answered as he put the
two pounds of pressure on the trigger of the 7mm magnum Mauser rifle.  The
140-grain Nosler Ballistic Tip bullet left the barrel at 3500 feet per
second.  The report of the weapon was silenced by a German World War 2
surplus HUB-23 suppresser.
   He stayed on the woman with his scope not letting the recoil of the
bolt-action weapon take him off target.  There was a pink mist as the round
exited the young woman's skull.  He had hit her just a bit below the right
eye socket.  The back of her head exploded and she dropped the infant she
had in her arms.  Her dead body fell backwards into the sandbox.
   "Confirmed kill!  Second target right five meters.  Black male dark
windbreaker.  He is starting to move." Abdulla said as the excitement he
was feeling crept into his voice.
   "I have the dog in my sight.  Allah Akbar!" the shooter cried as he
jacked another round in the chamber and fired.  The second shot was a bit
low catching the Negro in the throat.  He spun around and grasped his hands
to his neck trying to stem the flow of blood.  He failed and fell where he
was shot and died in the neatly trimmed grass of the playground.
   "He is down!  They are running now!  Target left six meters, black
woman, fat, green coat near the swing set.  Get the nigger now!" he called
as his cock got hard seeing the American swine die at his hands.
   "I have her.  Jihad!  Cunt die like the dog you are." he called back to
his lover and spotter high on the roof across the street from the daycare
center.  The brass case of the expended shell fell next to his prone body
as he reloaded the weapon and shot the nigger in the back of her head as
she ran for the door some five meters away.  He saw a woman gathering
little girls behind a bush.  The top of her blond head bobbed among the
sparse green leaves.  He jacked another round in the chamber and got the
weapon centered on her skull.  The gun bucked against his shoulder and the
young woman died falling on the two young children.
   He could hear the screams of the children and the two adults still on
the playground.  Muhammad saw a sweet young boy dart out of a playhouse
made of molded red plastic.  He was no more than five or six, the same age
his Allele would have been if an American UAV had not sent 50 kilos of high
explosives crashing down through the mud brick roof of his home in
Afghanistan killing his entire family in one white-hot blast.
   The boy had light brown hair.  It bounced as he ran toward the school.
His body jerked as the bullet bore through his chest exploding his beating
heart and killing the lad in an instant.  He fell at the feet of a man who
was digging into his pocket for a cell phone.  Muhammad let the man bring
the phone to his ear and then put a round through it and the white man's
skull.  The hard plastic case of the unit deflected the round just a bit as
it nosed downward exiting the man's left shoulder as it dove through his
body.
   "Good shot!  There is a man coming out of the glass doors to your left.
He has on a uniform of a security guard.  I see no weapon.  Take him out.
Allah Akbar!"
   "I have the dog!  Wait for the police cars, ambulances, and fire trucks
before you detonate the truck bomb.  The shooting will bring them soon."
the Taliban terrorist said as he fired the last round in his magazine
killing the guard as he ran onto the playground which had became his
personal killing field.  He quickly fed another six bullets into the rifle
and looked for more targets.  He could hear sirens in the distances as the
local law enforcement and other first responders rushed to the scene of the
attack.
   The killer saw two little girls huddled together by a fallen teacher. 
He shot them both with one round.  Their bodies fell back as their legs
kicked out.  He could see their panties as their short dresses flew up.  He
reloaded and scanned the killing field for more bodies.  He saw a thin
nigger girl running towards the gate in the chain link fence surrounding
the school.
   He shot her in the hip to wound her.  He wanted some of the victims to
be crying out for the medics that arrived.  Muhammad saw a young Mexican
girl dart out from behind a log-climbing wall.  He blew off her right foot.
The child screamed and tried to crawl into the school.  He shot her again
in the other leg severing it below the knee.  The child was as good as dead
for she would quickly bleed out.  The terrorist looked down at the digital
timer he had set off with the first shot.  They had been on target just
four minutes.  The expected that the first unit would be responding in
another two minutes.
   He heard the sound of a chopper coming in from the south.  He pulled off
the killing field and scanned the sky for the bird.  He saw it was a Bell
206B T55 news chopper with a huge FOX NEWS logo on its sides.  He saw a
camera operator leaning out an open door as the bird flew toward the
school. Muhammad got the man in the scope and put a round through the
camera and into the unlucky man's head.  He jacked a second round, put it
into the motor cowling, and then sent another into the windscreen
shattering the glass.  The bird pulled up and quickly turned to head back
south.  A few moments later there was a puff of black smoke from the jet
exhaust and then a ball of flame as the engine tore itself apart.  The
rooters flew off and the stricken chopper fell some 500 feet to the crowed
street below.  There was an explosion and a great ball of black smoke and
fire rose up into the sky.  He had taken the 2.24 million dollar aircraft
down with a $0.90 round.
   Muhammad returned to the schoolyard and look for others to kill or maim.
He saw another young boy running for the building.  He was brown perhaps a
fellow Arab.  The boy had jet-black hair and brown eyes.  He was wearing a
US football jacket with a New England Patriot emblem on it.  He put a
bullet through the eye of the logo and into the boy's back.  The bullet
punched through his slim body collapsing a lung as it did.  The boy fell to
the ground as blood gushed out of his mouth.
   "Muhammad I am going to open fire on the people on the street." Allie
said as he put down the spotting scope and set the barrel of his light
machinegun on the ledge of the roof.  It was a captured American M249 light
squad assault weapon or SAW, firing the 5.56mm round at over 700 rounds per
minuet.  He had attached to the side of the deadly gun an OD green ammo box
holding 250 full metal jacketed rounds.
   The killer saw several children being lead out of the school by a young
woman.  He opened up on them spraying lead from the front to the rear of
the line of bodies.  The weapon was not suppressed and the noise of the SAW
echoed off the walls of the surrounding buildings.  The woman took five
rounds in her chest and was flung backwards through a plate glass window in
the front of the daycare.  Shards of shattered glass and chips of concrete
were sent flying through the air.  He moved the weapon down the line and
the children were torn up as the heavy rounds impacted their small bodies.
Dust and bits of the sidewalk were puffing up from the rounds that did not
hit flesh.  Some of the children were still alive after the first assault.
The Arab gunman moved the weapon back over their twisted bodies sending
more death and destruction into the mass of fallen bodies.
   Glass from the windows of cars parked in front of the school blew out as
he raked them.  Two of the American autos ignited when tracer rounds found
the gas tanks sending huge fireballs into the early morning sky.  People
were running from the school and he had a hard time tracking all of them. A
few made it out of his line of sight.  There was a Starbucks Coffee House
next door to the school.  The dumb American dogs were standing at the
windows pointing at his firing position.  He put a 30 round burst through
the glass and sent bodies crashing to the floor.  He could see them flop as
the rounds ripped through them.
   Abdulla heard the wail of an approaching police car as it raced down the
street towards the killing field.  The unit was white with red and blue
markings of the District of Columbia on the side.  There were two back
officers in the car.  He turned the SAW on the vehicle and put 20 rounds
through the windscreen killing them both as the full metal-jacketed bullets
sliced through the ballistic vest they were wearing as if they were paper.
The cop car swerved into another car fleeing the scene.  They ground
together blocking the street from the south.
   The killer sprayed the wreck killing the three people inside.  He saw
his lover take out a news chopper.  He yelled into his mike.  "It is better
than we could have hoped for.  Allah be presided!  Kill them all!"
   The sniper replied, "Yes loved one, we are letting the dogs know that
there is a cost for invading our homeland and killing our children and
families."
   There were nothing but dead and dying children in the playground now so
Muhammad turned his weapon on the civilians running in the street bellow
him.  The killer saw an old woman get knocked to the sidewalk by a young
nigger running away.  He put a round in the back of the coon's head and
then killed the old cunt as she lay with a broken hip.  A young man tried
to pull the woman out of the line of fire.  He got the teen's head in the
scope and ended his life.  He fired four more rounds and then tossed the
sniper rifle down in favor of a South African Milkor MGL grenade launcher.
   The MGL was a multiple-shot weapon, intended to significantly increase a
small squad's firepower when compared to traditional single-shot grenade
launchers like the M203.  The MGL was designed to be simple, rugged, and
reliable.  It used the well-proven revolver principle to achieve a high
rate of accurate fire that can be rapidly brought to bear on a target.  A
variety of rounds such as HE, HEAT, anti-riot baton, irritant, and
pyrotechnic can be loaded and fired as fast as the trigger can be pulled;
the cylinder can be loaded or unloaded rapidly to maintain a high rate of
fire.
   The terrorist avoided the 30 foot yellow Rider box truck sitting at the
across from the school as it was loaded with 200, 55 gallon drums filled
with ammonium nitrate, aluminum chloride, and diesel fuel all tied together
with Detonating-cord.  The Detcord was hooked to a cell phone that would
ignite the primer cord when the proper tone was sent to the phone.  All he
had to do was hit the send key on his cell and the block would be turned
into a smoking crater of destroyed building and flaming wrecked autos.
   He saw a second squad car racing to the scene form the north down New
York Avenue.  Abdulla sent a 40mm HEAT round into the passenger compartment
of the speeding squad car.  The explosion lifted the two-ton Ford Crown
Victoria into the air and flipped it over sending it crashing into on
coming traffic causing a chain reaction accident.  That part of the NW road
was now blocked.  He fired a second round into the mass of cars that were
blocked by the wreck.  Secondary explosions ripped through the tangled
autos as their gas tanks went up.
   The Taliban killer was on the roof of the Pentagon Federal Credit Union.
He had taken up his position by the central air and heating unit.  From
that point, he had command of the four-block area.  He saw red fire trucks
responding to the call as they tried to navigate through the snarled
traffic.  Abdulla arched a grenade into a large hook and ladder truck as it
tried to make the turn off of 1st Street on to New York.  There was a
whoosh of hot air as the round detonated in the engine compartment of the
REO Speed Wagon.  He put another round into the rear of the vehicle and
then reloaded his launcher.
   He fired into other buildings up to a �-mile away setting them on fire.
The killer sent several rounds into a Jewish Synagogue a block away.  He
put down the launcher and took up the SAW and raked the front of the Jew
slut pit as the kikes came tumbling out.  The black robed, curly haired
Ashkenazic Jews came crawling out of the rubble broken and battered.  He
shot them down like the dogs they were.
   The day care building was now his next target.  Dropped the SAW and then
he used the launcher to put three rounds in the font of the building
sending the front crashing down into the street.  Two more rounds of HE
high explosive caved in the roof and started a fire.  Several more police
units were trying to get to the incident.  He fired on them and soon they
stopped and took cover.  Two black police choppers were bearing down on the
hell the killers had wrought.  He saw flashes of light coming from the one
nearest to him from the south.  A moment later, several rounds slammed into
the roof next to him.
   The killer bent to change weapons when a 7.65mm round from the M60 door
gun of the police chopper hit him in the lower back.  The pain was like
nothing he had ever known.  He fell to the roof and tried to bring the SAW
to bear on the incoming chopper.  Several more bullets found their mark and
he fell back bleeding from multiple wounds.
   "Aha fuck I am hit!  Allah Akbar!" he screamed as he pulled his cell
from his vest and hit the send key.  A moment later, a white-hot blast
tossed him from the roof like a broken doll.  The truck bomb leveled most
of the block and sent a fireball 2600 feet into the morning sky.
   The shockwave sent the chopper tumbling out of the sky as it crashed
into a high-rise building housing the embassy of The Free State of Gina. 
The 600 gallons of JP4 in the choppers fuel tank was vaporized by the crash
and then it ignited in a blinding ball of smoke and fire.  The blast
knocked down the inerter sheetrock covered walls on the 14th and 15th floor
gutting the building.  The heavy engine of the craft plunged on through the
steel building slamming into the central elevator shaft severing the cables
and sending the two cars plummeting to the sub-basement.  The cars held 20
unlucky souls and they were crushed as the car hit the bottom of the shaft.
   The old building rocked from the shock of the impact.  The furnishings
and carpets ignited sending thick toxic killing smoke through the upper
floors.  The damage done by the truck bomb and the chopper doomed the
24-story building.  Gravity took over and the leaning structure slowly fell
across the highway and crashed into another high-rise cutting the lower 12
floors off and causing it to join the first building completely blocking
the highway.  Hundreds of people were trapped in the twisted burning
rubble.
   When the huge dust cloud settled, it looked like 911 again.  Hundreds of
people poured out of adjoining buildings and fled in panic.  Fire
departments implemented disaster plans put in place after the attacks on
the black September day.  A flash message was sent up the chain of command
ending up being hand delivered to Obama while he attended his daughter's
soccer game across town in DC.
   Secret Service men appeared out of the crowd and formed a living shield
around the President.  He was whisked away in his armored SUV and rushed
back to the White House.  While he was in route to the crises center, he
was given the latest information available.  Within a half an hour, he went
on national TV and gave a statement.  The FBI, CIA, FEMA, and a host of New
York state agencies converged on the site.  The media circled like vultures
feeding on the dead and dying.  The terror attack was the lead story on all
the networks in the US and quickly became the number one news item
worldwide.
   The first reaction was one of rescue and damage control.  The death toll
rose to the hundreds with many more injured and missing.  The hospitals
were overwhelmed and traffic in the city ground to a halt.  People
abandoned their cars and fled on foot.
   Muhammad had escaped his roof top killing position while his lover was
firing.  He had just gotten off the roof behind the credit union when he
was tossed to the pavement by the detonation of the truck bomb.  The blast
covered him with dust and left him temporarily deaf.  There was a severe
ringing in his ears and blood was trickling down his nose and from his
ears. He knew that his lover was now in the arms of Allah.  The young
killer staggered into the alley and tossed his handgun away.  He joined the
throng of survivors that were fleeing the hell he had wrought.  He had a
smile on his face as he turned the corner and saw the huge crater left by
the truck bomb.  He made his way through the rubble and burning autos and
headed uptown.
   Seven blocks way a man simply known as the Red Bear looked out of his
34th story window and a smile cracked his leathered brown wind blown face.
His teeth were stained dark brown from the tobacco he used constantly.  He
lit his 20th of the day off of the last one and drew in the smoke.  He knew
that it was killing him.  He did not care for any joy he had in life died
the day the Americans crashed their killer drone into the whitewashed walls
of his villa some ten years ago.  The Mullah had not been at home but
rather deep in a cave in Northern Pakistan with the leader of Al-Qaeda
Osama bin Laden.
   He picked up a throwaway track phone purchased by a lower level member
of the Washington cell.  He entered the code for Pakistan and waited the
few moments it took to make the connection.  The Sheik himself answered on
the second ring.
   "Yes?" the ailing leader of Al Qaeda asked as he watched the flames rise
from another successful attack on American soil via CNN International.
   "It has started learned one, Allah be praised.  Three more teams will
strike within the next few moments.  It may take awhile for the whores in
news media to cover all of them.  The Taliban fools are willing to give up
their worthless lives in the name of Allah." Red Bear said as he looked up
Channel Seven News in Chicago on their live streaming feed on the internet.
   "This will bloody the nose of the American dog Obama.  It is hard to
image that just a few little girls bodies got us all of the weapons we
needed for the attacks.  You have someone lined up to remove that
connection no doubt?" the most wanted man in the world said as he flipped
through the channels on his flat screen plasma TV.
   "Yes master, two brothers are dealing with the Canadian pig as we talk.
He thinks that they are delivering twin infant girls to him.  The sick
fucker e-mailed me an encrypted video of the rape and death of the last two
children we sent him.  Aha, I see on the internet that the cell in Chicago
is attacking from the Sears Tower.  The attack on LAX should begin soon. 
The brothers are going to shoot down seven jumbo jets as they take off or
land with the Stinger hand held rockets so kindly supplied by the CIA and
smuggled in by our fat pervert in Montr�al." Red Bear said as he ran his
finger up the legs of the bound nude child laying on his bed.  The infant
was one of two that were to have been sent as final payment to Jock
Billings.
   The children had been willingly given by indigent parents in the
mountains of Pakistan and flown in to the US under Syrian Diplomatic
Passports.  The child, less than a year-old, quivered and tried to cry but
her mouth was bound shut and all that emerged were muted whimpers.  Her
soft brown flesh had been battered and beaten and her small bones snapped
so that the softest touch brought agony to her.  Her once bright brown eyes
were dull and red from all of the crying she had done.  Her dark black hair
was matted with blood and stank of the old man's shit.  He reached out and
ripped off the gag so he could hear the full extent of the agony he was
inflicting on the baby.
   "Allah be praised, we have been on this line long enough.  Good work
Bear.  Enjoy the toys my friend." Osama said as he closed the phone ending
the connection.  He sat back in his cave and watched his terrorist shake
the nerve of the devil Americans.
   Bear tossed the cheep phone into a microwave and set the timer for 30
seconds that would be more than enough to fry the phone and turn it into a
smoking pile of junk.  He had just used the oven to heat some baby oil to
over 200 degrees.  The man ran his finger up the child's tiny pussy and
felt the jagged hole his cock had torn in her when he raped her earlier. 
Her diminutive brown body shook as he entered her again.  She thrashed in
agony as he spread her abused cunt wider.
   His limp cock grew stiff as he slid a funnel between her legs and then
poured the scalding oil in her vagina.  The searing oil cooked the moist
covering of her cunt.  She convulsed as the burning oil spilled out of her
vagina and her vulva reddened and blistered.  The man pulled the long
funnel out of her pussy and turned the doomed infant over still bound to
the iron cross.  He spread the tiny rosebud of her anus wide and thrust the
hard plastic cone inside.  He could see the red lining of her bowel.  It
was torn and bloody from the abuse his stiff cock had done to it.
   He dumped the rest of the hot oil up her ass and watched as she shook.
When he removed the funnel the child shot out the oil mixed with his cum
and her shit in a shower of brown liquid.  The old man bent the hinged
frame of the cross bending the infant over and forced his now stiff cock
inside her abused body.  The mere touch of the head of his penis hurt the
girl.  When the shaft spread her burnt anus, the child passed out from the
pain.  It was more than the infant could stand.  The old Arab did not care
if she felt anything or not.  The sight of her tiny brown body flopping as
he rapped her soon sent him over the edge and he shot a thin stream of his
cum up her ass.  He rammed his small cock all the way inside the infant's
ass and then fell on her as he came.
   He lay pressing the infant's head in a pillow on the bed until she
stopped moving.  He had suffocated her.  Her agony was ended and her
tormented body at peace.  The Bear grunted and pulled his now soft cock out
of the dead child's ass.  He had not wanted to kill the cunt just yet but
it felt so good to nut in her oh so tight ass.
   He took a sharp flaying knife and cut her pussy from her tiny body.  He
tossed the redden flesh into a skillet and added some garlic and onion. 
The baby's flesh sizzled and browned.  He flipped the small bit of meat
over and then put it on a slice of flatbread.  He added some hot sauces and
goat cheese and rolled it into a finger-sized morsel.  The old pervert
dipped it in the child's desecrated body adding her fresh blood to the
treat.  He looked at the infant's ruined body and then over to her twin
sister who was nude and bound on a similar iron x frame.
   Her tender brown body was as yet unspoiled so perfect and inviting.  The
Bear crunched on the forbidden flesh of her sister as he ran his other hand
over the infants' immature crotch.  The baby cried out as his rough finger
spread her vulva pressed inward seeking entrance to her body.  The virginal
opening was soft and moist as he worked the tip of his thick finger into
her vagina..  He soon pressed against the rubbery flesh of her hymen.
   Anna the infant screamed in protest for the invasion of her body.  The
pain filled her loins and she kicked and thrashed against the thin nylon
twine that bound her to the cold iron cross.  The large dark man laughed as
he twisted his finger deeper into her body and felt the warmth of her blood
as he tore her open.  Her voice became horse and her cries mere whimpers as
she sobbed.  The child's immature brain could not understand why the dark
scary man was hurting her so.  She wanted the mother the soft warm being
that held her and nurtured her.
   She saw the dark one move down between her legs and put his mouth on
her. His hot breath blew over her cleft and then she felt his wet tongue
move on her.  She felt him part the folds of her body and some of the pain
went away.  The child lay still as the man licked and sucked her cunt. 
This was a new scencation for her.  She felt cramped tied to the cold iron
bars and she was hungry.  The movement of his tongue over her urethra
caused her to pee.  The hot urine started as a trickle and then as a strong
stream.
   The Bear sucked her fluid as he worked one of his rough gnarled fingers
up the infant's anus.  His fingernail was jagged and thick, stained dark
brown-black from the constant contact with the endless ciggretts he smoked.
The sharp edges of his fingernail cut the thin membrane of her bowel and
the infant screamed out again.  The sound of her wailing quickened his lust
and he shoved his finger all the way up her ass.  He rolled it around
stretching her bottom until he could force another finger inside of her. 
The infant was thrashing her head from side to side, as the agony filled
her mind.
   She was just about ready now.  He pulled off her cunt and grabbed a
bottle of cayenne pepper sauce.  He let one drop hit her abuse pussy.  The
red dot spread across the tender brown mound and the baby shrieked in
abject agony.  He splashed more of the burning liquid over her cunt and
then covered her bleeding asshole.  The oils of the sauce would sting his
cock some but he was used to the sensation and in fact needed the pain to
feel anything in his mottled defective penis.
   The cayenne sauce seeped deeper into the infant's tortured body.  She
spasmed and quivered as her body rebelled against the abuse it was
enduring. She jerked as the head of his small organ touched her vagina. 
The stiff cock entered her tearing her flesh as he forced his meat in her.
Had his cock been the size of a normal man's he could never have entered
her immature opening.  She could feel the thing move in her.  Each thrust
of the invading rod sent a new wave of agony washing over her crotch.  His
body pressed down on her small chest and it was hard for her to breathe.
   Her cunt was so tight that it hurt his cock as he rammed it deeper into
the slut.  Her screames sent him over the edge again and he felt the
pleasuer of his ejacquation inside of the infant.  Her cries grew softer
and he pulled out and off of the baby.  Her once bright eyes were dull with
pain.  Her small face was contorted to an ugly mask of agony.  He laughed
and sent his fist slamming into her fucking face.  Her jawbone shattered
and her cute nose was flattened by the second blow.  He was enraged by the
very fact that she still lived.  He was going to beat the brat to death. 
The Bear raised his fist again ready to strike when there was a pounding on
his door.
   He turned to the monitor displaying the feed from the front door camera.
He saw that it was Muhammad.  He was covered in dust and blood and he was
bangging on the door.  Bear cursed using the foul name of the Chirstan
Jesus and slapped the crying brat.
   He went to a controllpannel and hit a button that unlocked the front
door.  He grabbed a Breatta 9mm silenced autoloader and went to deal with
the dumb terrorest that did not have the good sense to die in the attack.
   "Allha Akbar!  Mulla the attack on the great satin was more that we
could have asked for...."the youn man said as he saw that the Mulla was
nude.  He diverted his eyes as seeing a man nude upset him.  Nudiy was
schocking in his cultuer.  " Oh I am sorry learned one.  I have inerupted
something.  Are you hurt?  You have blood on your groin..."The man
stuttered.
   " Aha Muhamad not to worry my son.  You did well, now allow me to give
you Allah's reward." the Bear said as he raised the automatic from behind
his back and fired two rounds striking the shocked young man in the skull.
The rear of his head exploded against the white wall behind him leaving an
intresting pattern of blood and brains.  The force of the impacts threw the
body back against the wall and he slid down ending up sitting on the stone
floor.
   "Now where were we dear?" the old man said as he went back to the
infant. Killing the foolish Afganie Tallaban had got him in the mood to
fuck the baby again.  His tool was semi erect.  He popped a handful of blue
pills and waited for the Vigria to take effect.  He flipped through the
vido leads and watched as large airliners came crashing down into the
crowed streets of Los Angles.  Hell had come to America and to the no
longer inocent infant that screamed as he used her body again.  His bony
ass covered the infant as she thrashed from the agony he was inflicting.
   The old man coughed as he watched the attacks unfold half a world away.
The most hated man in the US was hooked up to a German portable dialyses
unit.  The plastic tubes ran his blood through an artificial kidney
cleaning the blood of toxins.  He lifted a slim black phone and pushed the
send key.  The call was ansered on the first ring.
   "Yes master?" a voice said in the heart of the great Saitn.
   "Do it." the old man said and then tossed the phone into a smoky fire on
the floor of his cave.
   "Ahall Akbar!" the young man said as he fired the TOW mistle from the
roof of the building next to the Red Bear's condo in downtown Washington
DC. The rocket was wire guided through the apartment's plate-glass living
room window.  There was a white-hot plum of expanding gas as the 20 kellos
of high explosives in the weapon's warhead crashed into the room.  Bear saw
a blinding bright light and then saw or felt nothing as he was vaporized
along with the three other bodies two of them that had proceeded him in
death.
   The price of freedom is eternal vigilance.  If we do not root out the
evil that is Al Qaeda this sick fantasy maybe tommrow's headlines.
   I know that I am a sick twisted motherfucker....  Hay keep your mother
off the street....  Anyway if you liked this tale hit me up at
arlinwordsmith@yahoo.com if you hated it there was always the delet key. 
More of my work can be found at
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