Connor Johnson
Mr. Pollard
Creative Writing P. 6
11/12/15
Take the shot
Pan through a desert, hearing the wind. It picks up the dust and that swirls around the sky. Throughout the panning, you hear the static of a radio comms system, and inaudible talking coming through it. The camera slows and stops as it starts to pan past a pair of old worn combat boots. The camera pans up, slowly revealing a person, with the physique of a man, wearing Middle Eastern civilian clothing lying on the ground. The scarf he wears flaps a bit in the breeze, as well as his brown, unkempt hair. The camera keeps panning up, and you see heís holding a rifle. An American rifle.
Anthony
Command this is Apollo do you read me
HQ
Apollo this is command. We hear you loud and clear
Anthony
Iím in position, ready to receive target.
HQ
Alright were transmitting data to you as we speak
Letting out a small chuckle, and shifting his body
Anthony
Maybe next time can you give me a position a bit closer? Itís hot as balls out here and Iím tired as fuck.
The men at HQ laugh audibly through the comms
HQ
Weíll think about it alright?
Anthony
Sounds good to me
HQ
Oh hey by the way Maggie called. She made us promise you wed tell you before the misó
Anthony
Spit it out already man whatíd she say.
HQ
Itís a girl and her name is Ashley. Theyíre both healthy and fine. Congrats Tony.
Anthony
Well way to go now all al-Qaeda knows who I am. But thanks it means a lot.
Tony flips his hand so the camera can see two names tattooed on his wrist. Maggie and Ashley it reads. Camera pans to the side of his head, as he smiles sadly. His thoughts are brought back by a faint beeping coming from his small computer. He looks down and it shows a young girl picture.
Anthony
Sir I think you made a mistake. This isnít a target, itís a little girl
HQ
Exactly theyíre getting craftier. Weíve received Intel that she is going to detonate inside the bazaar. Take her out before she gets there.
Anthony
Sir, I canít do that. We donít know for a fact that shes carrying weapons, or even that shes with the extremists
HQ
Apollo this is a direct order, do not disobey
Anthony
Fuck off
Anthony clicks off his comms and the camera zooms forward like hes looking through his scope. Camera strafes back and forth like he is searched, and then quickly focusses in on a small girl skipping along between some houses. About a house back, there are some larger men following.
Anthony
I have eyes on the target she looks harmó Fuckiní hell
Anthony clicks the comms back on
HQ
Donít you ever do that again do you heó
Anthony
Will all due respect sir. Shut the hell up. I have eyes on the girl. She looks harmless, but I see some bigger hostiles behind her
HQ
You will be reprimanded for this soldier, but take the shot. Take the shot now.
Anthony
You think this is all a game. Just a fucking game. Well theres lives at stake here. People, actual people that you cant just wipe off the map. They arenít just dots on a map, they have families. Brothers and sisters. This girl has a mother and a father you know. Do you have kids sir?
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No, I donít, but I donít see how that appló
Anthony
Shut up dammit. I do have a kid. A girl as a matter of fact. Her name is Ashley
HQ
I know
Anthony
Did? I say you could talk?
HQ
Silence
Anthony gets up and starts to take apart his rifle. He pulls out his binoculars and looks down at the girl. She skips to a house and two parents come out and hug her.
Anthony
Are you seeing this command? You wanted me to kill this girl in front of her house in front of her family, and you donít even say sorry?
HQ
We can debrief once you get back to base.
Anthony
I donít think we will. Im done. Im out.
HQ
Donít think you can leave like this. We wil jail you. What do you thnk your wife wil say. You have a kid tothink about.
Anthony
Do you think I give a fuck right now?
Anthony clicks off the comms, pulls up his scarf pics up his rifle and walks away