We caught them busted in the act, they were a huge Taliban group which we missed the most of them, cause a day earlier they all left, leaving a small group of guys who were ready to die or even die fighting.
I didn’t mind killing them all on the spot but our superior orders was to bring anybody we catch in hope that he maybe know the whereabouts of Osama b. and his terror gang, by the time they got flanked they held their fire and hid inside the houses, and here where it gets tricky cause nothing is more dangerous than a close quarters fire fight, where every corner and door is a potential deadly threat to your life and the others too, plus don’t forget the booby traps where you open a door and a blast explodes in your face killing you and everybody´s else for that matter.
We approached the building a bit later than the other squads who were already inside, we stayed outside to cover the guys who went inside, there was a lot of shooting, one explosion rattled us all from the upper apartments, must be a hand grenade I thought then I saw two bodies flying down towards us and fell flat in front of us, they were the enemy bodies thank goodness, but then I saw Ramon up there looking outside the blown up wall where the bodies flew through it and was laughing with his demonic stare at me, that did it for me cause I knew right away what he just did.
I told my guys to stay here and cover for us cause am going inside, one thing my fellow readers should know is that it´s at most wrong to throw a grenade without determining that the hostiles are inside or they refuse to give up without a fight, then you and only then you are allowed to take your decision and act upon it, but the problem was that I didn’t hear any shots or shouts, cause we all have to talk to each other and ask for permission unless it’s a matter of life and death then you are allowed to act on your own, and what Ramon did was none of these two situations, and that was the drop that spilled over the full glass to me, and I wanted to kick his ass literally.
I went to second floor and saw bodies scattered around and there he was standing laughing with maniac look on his face, I went inside the room where he was, I unclasped my weapon and laid it down, took off my knife and putted it down too, my handgun too, he looked at me with puzzling look and asked what the fuck I was trying to do here, I told him ”“Ramon I think it´s time to settle our differences, and am tending to do that the right way, which is whipping off your ass, do you see the hole in the wall behind you, one of us will be flying down that hole in a minute or so, so I would say prepare yourself fuckface for a fight””
He looked at me a bit, then he started laughing hysterically, he said “ come on you know what will happen if we get caught fighting, we will be both expended from the service” I told him no one will know, plus what are you afraid of, I never thought you were that kind of a chicken.
Well that triggered him as I thought it would be, he launched at me trying to get a grab on me, in the last split second I stepped sideways and tripped him against the wall, his face hit the wall first with a smack which broke his nose in the process(rule nr.1 in street fights, never fight with anger), he stood up again turned to face me and it was my turn to turn up the heat on him so I attacked him with a series of punches and he backed off several steps (rule nr.2 in street fights, never back down and always hold your ground) at the end he duck under my punches and lunched forward by hugging me and pushed against the wall, I broke his grip with some knees to his face and pushed him backwards(rule nr.3 in street fights never hold or grab your opponent unless you have a dominant position), I was surrounded with the wall to my back and him in front of me and he kept on attacking with everything he got but his attacks get answered with painful counterattack blows(rule nr.4 in street fights, never attack a surrounded person)his face was so messed up that I begun to wonder when is this guy going to take the fall? In a desperate move he backed off and went to his knife which was on the ground I stepped in right away not giving him the chance to do what he was planning to do and picked up the fight again but this time he made a crucial mistake by avoiding my hits to his face in turning away (rule nr.5 never turn your eyes off your opponent) this gave me the chance to grab him from his belt and under hooked my arm under his arm pit and tripped him and threw him outside the hole in the wall letting him flailing down like a bird who can´t use his wings yet for a flight.