Nine men waited.
Ali bin Ali worked feverishly with the wires. He had worked non-stop on this mother for the past 5 hours. The perfect gift to the infidels
Corporal Yunnis smelled the air. They are here alright. The Brothers of the Khalid. They are preparing something BIG . It smells like a killer.
“Hurry,” Mahmoud said, wiping his forehead with an American T-shirt he had lifted from a dead US soldier.
Ali bin Ali connected the final reds to the yellow and green and clicked the ON-OFF. The little green light blinked.
“We are ready.”
Corporal Yunnis put the tip of his boot inside the door lying ajar just a crack. The smell was there. Strong. Promising.
The ten men were busy with the mother; she weighed nearly 200 pounds, all of it dedicated to the infidels.
The strike team was now in position. Corporal Yunnis locked and loaded.
“God is Great,” the ten chanted.
The strike team’s aimed pistol fire killed 8 of the 9 men outright. Ali bin Ali was one of the 2 wounded.
The mother was disabled. Yunnis clapped..