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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=399728" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The spoor</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">We were flown in<br>by a Puma helicopter<br>hot on the tracts<br>of a group of terrorists <br>who had attacked some farms.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">A Bushman tracker was in the front<br>on the spoor, armed with a old R1, <br>two of the section<br>was armed with LMG’s<br>and I carried the a short barrel R5<br>and it was very hot <br>under a merciless sun.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The tracker told us <br>that one of the enemy<br>was wounded and at places<br>we saw drops of blood<br>and it looked<br>as if he was dragging his leg<br>in the way that he walked.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The going was fast<br>as we didn’t want to let them pass<br>the chop line back into Angola<br>and we were at a jog.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Suddenly in the distance<br>there was a firefight <br>and some shots rang out<br>sounding like AK-47’s<br>and locking our weapons<br>we hastened, </div><div style="margin:10px 0">not knowing if another patrol<br>or who or what<br>had run into the enemy.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">When got on the scene<br>the wounded terrorist was dead<br>trampled by a African Buffalo<br>who gored him<br>before setting on its enemy’s tracts.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">He was left behind<br>by the group<br>who had come across an African Buffalo<br>and had fired at it, <br>only wounding that black beast<br>and had run away in the front of it.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The Bushman smiled and shook his head<br>laughing because of the actions<br>of the stupid terrorists<br>and we were hot on the tracks<br>of the Buffalo</div><div style="margin:10px 0">following through a rocky dried out wadi<br>past some bushes<br>and into longer grass<br>when suddenly the eyes of the tracker<br>went huge as saucers<br>and he turned around<br>stumbled past me<br>and dropped his gun<br>on the ground right<br>next to me<br>running as if for his life.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">This was quite awkward<br>seeing a man run<br>who had fought numerous<br>firefights with me <br>without a whimper of fear<br>now running as if <br>the devil himself<br>was on his heels<br>but the Buffalo<br>had turned around<br>on its tracks.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I saw that African beast<br>with eyes glaring almost red<br>and nostrils wide open<br>and horns lowered<br>and knew that my rifle<br>wouldn’t stop it<br>and if I didn’t I would be dead, <br>but the R1 would probably<br>since its larger full metal jacket bullets<br>could rip right through trees.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">It must have been the quickest<br>that I have ever<br>picked up a gun<br>exchanging it for mine<br>bringing it to my shoulder<br>and started firing<br>and I could scarcely <br>believe my luck<br>when that buffalo bull<br>dropped there at my feet.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">[References: R1= A rifle similar to the Belgian FN. R4= A rifle similar to the Israeli Gaelil. R5= a Shorter barrelled version of the R4 with folding stock, sometimes used by paratroopers and other special force soldiers. LMG= Light Machinegun. Chop line= Cleared aria on the border between South West Africa (now Namibia) and Angola.]</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Gert+Strydom">Gert Strydom</a><div class=q>
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hot on the tracts
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