think it would be long before someone didn’t discovered his new location. He was a prize target in a prime location. No longer protected by his team or society, as far as the mercs were concerned, Marc was just another animal in the wilderness. They were already underestimating him. Interrupting this vacation had been a huge mistake. The enemy given him time to hadn’t cool off or relax once he had returned to American soil. They expected a civilian. They were getting the Marine. Marc heard the slice and swish of a machete being used on the underbrush and prepared himself. He could have slipped off and called his commanding officer or even local law enforcement, but that would leave the threat to be handled in the future. Marc hated that about the military and the police. A bad guy was always a bad guy. They needed to go. Muddy boots neared his hiding place. Marc fired, shooting underneath the jeep to hit brittle ankles. Big men fell to the ground, screaming. Certain that there were three more, Marc reluctantly slipped toward the smoky forest again, aware of the fire catching up. All sorts of animals were flooding from the forest and running down the main road. It was also becoming clogged with firetrucks and arriving
didn’t think it would be long before someone discovered his new location. He was a prize target in a prime location. No longer protected by his team or society, as far as the mercs were concerned, Marc was just another animal in the wilderness. They were already underestimating him. Interrupting this vacation had been a huge mistake. The enemy hadn’t given him time to cool off or relax once he had returned to American soil. They expected a civilian. They were getting the Marine. Marc heard the slice and swish of a machete being used on the underbrush and prepared himself. He could have slipped off and called his commanding officer or even local law enforcement, but that would leave the threat to be handled in the future. Marc hated that about the military and the police. A bad guy was always a bad guy. They needed to go. Muddy boots neared his hiding place. Marc fired, shooting underneath the jeep to hit brittle ankles. Big men fell to the ground, screaming. Certain that there were three more, Marc reluctantly slipped toward the smoky forest again, aware of the fire catching up. All sorts of animals were flooding from the forest and running down the main road. It was also becoming clogged with firetrucks and arriving