Technically it’s five weeks, but I can’t be arsed to quibble when it comes to an eye-catching headline. No doubt my legions of readers have noticed that this blog has been quiet for a little while and those that are friends with me on social media might have noticed a few dips in the usual … Continue reading
The safe house was looking in pretty good shape considering it had been shot to shit an hour or so ago. Granted the windows were gone, the carpet was covered in dust, and there were bullet holes and scorch marks all over the place, but the JTF had made it comfortable, if not homely. Delta … Continue reading
Delta One looked like shit. They might have done the business when called upon but right now they looked dead on their feet. We probably look just as shit, I thought, Scratch that, we do. Looking at my team I could see just how much the stress of the situation had taken its toll. Driffel especially looked like … Continue reading
My radio was going apeshit. The airwaves filled with chatter. Panic bounced its way across the city receiver to receiver. ‘Switch to five, those JTF pukes have completely lost the plot,’ my stomach knotted, it was becoming clearer as to how so much of the city was now in the Dark Zone. ‘Fucking dicks couldn’t … Continue reading
This story follows on from Cover, the first in this series. ***** The fight at Hudson Docks had take time and, more importantly, let people know that there was something pissibly worth fighting over. ‘Reckon it was a regular patrol, or a sweep and search?’ asked Driffel as he rifled through the gear of one … Continue reading