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Chapter 27: the squall II
I have read many books about the realisms of the centre of a battle field and have also had major lectures and drills on it, as well as earned a few portable relics from the most heated extremities.
Stored away in a metallic intricate case, were the shotgun shells that emanated from the prided weapons of Lt-Col. Odumegwu Ojukwu and the
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The first glimpse of the lowest thorny bushes were spotted and then we knew we were close. Surprisingly, we had passed the Kawuri village which still had a few inhabitants left, even though some had fled to neighbouring countries like Cameroon.Along the line, we paused the journey to enquire more and have a litt
La Requiem Chapter 29: the tempest II
I ducked immediately as the familair sound of shattering glass springing forth from the wind screen, came dropping around me. I had run out of ammo and yet the battle was still escalating brutally. My actions were hurried and sharp as I reached for the Carbine shells to reload but then on resuming my counter attack, my eyes registered the events happening around. It was as though time had slowed as I took in the sight of the tragic scenery, the bullets piercing through targets as they fell, the mines being triggered and ignited by the stray bullets and my skin boiling from the severe extent of the heat that sprung from the jumbles of destruction as well as upsurge of the attack around us. Everything seemed like a repeat of that disastrous day as I watched lives perish as a result of these animals. My breaths had quickened as I knew deep down that these men wouldn't stop still they drew the last drops of blood and the constant drums of the word "run," resounding in my ears.
La Requiem Chapter 30: the avalanche
"There has to be something," Aliyu voiced again minutes later and I was sure I was already lost, wallowing in the void the blackness created, in a state between sleep and reality, somewhere at the depths of dwam. "Our search would begin at dawn," I yawned faintly but still I could sense the rollercoaster ride his mind had launched into from where I sat. "No," he uttered, jerking his hand towards the way behind us, still engrossed in his scuttering cycle of thinking. "What are you proposing, we can't go anywhere without backup," I said sitting up from my relaxed position on the hard tree bark, a little more tense and alert now. "The lead said the game reserves but what if it's not," he declared again and it had me tilting my head seeking clarification. "You mean to say, we are going in the wrong direction?" "Well the Sambisa is the game reserve itself but the question now is where exactly inside this massive area of land," he continued, stating his idea and it h
La Requiem Chapter 31: the avalanche II
Some hours more and it felt like my insides were filled with a bulk of the sand that had been rising gradually. Undoubtedly, the light roughening and scratches on my skin were numberless due to the harshness of the wind and the constant grazing of its particles. This was one of those hard moments that made me wish I had toed the line of my childhood visions. Honestly, I had always imagined in utmost reverie, myself as the owner of a large chain of businesses. Though, those were only dreams because indeed life had other plans, one dreadful and the other by the name, Richard Young. My almost dark lips were scaled as I had been chewing on them to overcome and extinguish the pessimism that threatened to consume me from the core. "I have always wondered about the nature of the esteemed and widely-acknowledged organisation, the ICS," Aliyu began and his choice of small talk wasn't all that appealing to me as the whole agency had been engraved into the hardened shelves of my heart, afte
La Requiem Chapter 32: the avalanche III
I was frightened and dismayed at all that had just happened, shaken up with a prevalent numbness from the tip of my fingers in anxiety. 'There was no one with me', I repeated the thought with the news shocking and horrifying to myself as the night enshrined the earth with only the stars and the moon illuminating the vicinity like always.&nb
La Requiem Chapter 33: the flux
The sweat mixing with the fresh wound on my head, stimulating another throbbing feel of the intense pain. The tips of my fingers were at the brink with fragmented pieces falling into my eyes, obstructing my vision and inflicting more damage. Everything was against me in the fraction of this second as it was displayed and I could feel my hold slip off but still, I toiled with exertion till the pain in my hand made it known that I couldn't hold on any longer and I let go.
La Requiem Chapter 34: the flux II
We had descended from the slopes, away from the Rhumsiki while walking beneath the mountains where the shallow caves lay. The area was filled with so much green vegetation and arable lands with trees longer and leaves firmer."1967, All the way back to the Civil war," Aliyu began, his words a tale I was familiar with as we walked. "Ah amidst the coups of the five majors and the postwar economic boom, a strife between two emblems as the bloody Thursday befell, hence the calamitous Biafran war," I finished in summary of the most devastating and mournful history we've ever faced. "Indeed a verbatim without error," he smirked as my lips shaped into a smug smile."Moreover, The then Head of State, Yakubu Gowon had created secret bunkers around this area for a special military group at that time," Aliyu added, further explaining as we walked, disclosing something I hadn't been aware of."Bunkers?" I asked my tone evident of the surprise that his statement imbued."Yes Lade, Camp Zero, Camp
La Requiem Chapter 35: the comber
The adrenaline rush produced from the surge of the push had combined with the terrifying feeling of falling to my doom a second time in the space of 24hrs. Along the line, the fall entangled and sheathed us in unbearable dust and sand particles arising from the earth. The large stones and rocky bumps became a crippling effect to our beings seeing as the force at which we were rolling to the bottom of the slope made us rub against them numerous times. A second or two and I dropped, landing with a loud ‘thump’ and surprisingly a ‘splash' too as the water below began seeping in and soaking my clothes from the position at which I lay. My bones were crying for mercy as it was as if they too were being stiffened from the constant unwelcomed union to the ground. I felt too weak and fatigued as I squeezed my face seeking the will to move and regain my stance but then the next thing that followed was so similar to the rewinding of a track record as my ears remembered instantly, the rauc
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