Hunted And Watched
They are hunting him. But only him. There is some comfort there. His ankle is sprained. He can't move fast. But he doesn't need to. They sent a whole fucking platoon. He can't use his rifle. Either hold the child or use the rifle. "Slow is smooth and smooth is fast." The Americans told him that. Many times. Stop saying that! FUCK! Now? Hold the child. Slow is smooth. Smooth is Fast His sidearm would give them away, too. If it even worked; he hadn't trained with it at all. He trained with another one but not this one so who the hell knows? Mostly it gives him comfort now. He took exquisite care of it, the old thing he learned on the training range. Lean Mean Clean But not his one. It's rather a...
