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The U. S. Army Ranger, The Journey Begins Mission 2 Chapter 3


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Written by Reginald Levi Walker   
Tuesday, 09 October 2007
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Chapter 3: In the rear of the main house

 

The ranger, silently, drifted through the colorful dense rainforest. He explored the interior and discovered a cascading Juan River and a breathtakingly amazing waterfall. The lush rainforest was bordered by an impressively beautiful white sand beach. The ranger traveled over the hilly, terrain atop Mount St. George and made camp for a few hours beside a quiet lake. Jamal was entertained by a bizarre variety of insect and wildlife as he patiently waited for the sun to descend over the horizon.

 

As the sun resolutely traveled across the blue sky to rest below the horizon, the ranger slowly descended Mount St. George into the waiting rainforest under the cover of the dark moonlight. Jamal carefully retraced his path. He soon exited the rainforest and entered the farmlands. The scenery shifted from the fragrant mango and magnolia trees to the green fields of the farms. The ranger continued his journey to the cartel's camp. Jamal traveled unseen through the fields for about another mile and came upon Carrillo's estate.

 

It was a stately southern style plantation mansion complete with the columns and the enormous front porch. The entire grounds of the compound were surrounded by a five feet tall cinder block wall topped with a razor wire fence. The only entrance into the compound was through a large steel gate. Guards were posted at the gate and at other points around the compound. The mission report indicated a security force of about sixty men and twelve well-trained German Shepherds.

 

Jamal noticed that the house was alive with movement. The entire cartel was expected to attend and celebrate Cárdenas Carrillo's youngest daughter's sweet sixteenth birthday. From a safe distance, the ranger watched as the cars and trucks drove into the camp. The intelligence report had estimated the crowd to be around one hundred and fourteen. Slowly, Jamal inches through the field under the safety of the Moss cover. He was headed for some trees about half of a mile from the back patio.

 

Unseen as he quickly scurried across the road to venture to the back of the cartel's camp, the ranger carefully crawled up a magnolia tree in the rear of the property. Carrillo had constructed a fabulous swimming pool and patio in the rear of the main house to host his many lavish parties and gatherings. The pool was equipped with a water slide, three hot tubs, a bar, and a dance floor. The entrance into the house was a seven-foot tall sliding glass door.

 

Jamal adjusted the sight and slowly scanned the area around the rear of the house. The party guest had started to arrive and all the curtains was pulled back from the windows. The ranger leered through the scope and searched, room by room, the entire backside of the house. He spotted Cárdenas Carrillo greeting guests in the hallway. He was not a very hard target to find.



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