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The Last Mission Of The Seventh Cavalry
The Last Mission of the Seventh Cavalry
The Last Mission
of
The Seventh Cavalry
by
Charley Brindley
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www.charleybrindley.com
Edited by
Karen Boston
Website https://bit.ly/2rJDq3f
Front and back cover art by
Niki Vukadinova
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Published by Andalusia Publishing
andalusiapublishing.com
© 2019 Charley Brindley all rights reserved
Printed in the United States of America
First Edition January 2019
This book is dedicated to
Charley Brindley II
Other books by Charley Brindley
1. Oxana’s Pit
2. Raji Book One: Octavia Pompeii
3. Raji Book Two: The Academy
4. Raji Book Three: Dire Kawa
5. Raji Book Four: The House of the West Wind
6. Hannibal’s Elephant Girl Book One: Tin Tin Ban Sunia
7. Hannibal’s Elephant Girl: Book Two: Voyage to Iberia
8. Cian
9. Ariion XXIII
10. The Last Seat on the Hindenburg
11. Dragonfly vs Monarch: Book One
12. Dragonfly vs Monarch: Book Two
13. The Sea of Tranquility 2.0 Book One: Exploration
14. The Sea of Tranquility 2.0 Book Two: Invasion
15. The Sea of Tranquility 2.0 Book Three: The Sand
Vipers
16. The Sea of Tranquility 2.0 Book Four: The Republic
17. The Rod of God, Book 1: On the Edge of Disaster
18. The Rod of God, Book 2: Sea of Sorrows
19. Do Not Resuscitate
Coming Soon
20. Dragonfly vs Monarch: Book Three
21. The Journey to Valdacia
22. Still Waters Run Deep
23. Ms Machiavelli
24. Ariion XXIX
25. The Last Mission of the Seventh Cavalry Book 2
26. Hannibal’s Elephant Girl, Book Three
See the end of the book for details about the other books
Chapter One
Master Sergeant James Alexander stood at the rear of the C-130, swaying with the movement of the aircraft. He watched his twelve soldiers and wondered how many would survive this mission.
Three quarters? Half?
He knew they were headed for a fight with the Taliban.
God help us. Is that cracked-up drone worth the lives of half my people? Or even one?
He glanced at Captain Sanders, standing beside him, who also watched the soldiers as if he had the same concern.
A light on the forward bulkhead flashed red. The loadmaster saw it and held up his right hand, fingers spread apart. Captain Sanders nodded to the loadmaster.
“All right, Seventh Cavalry! Five minutes to the drop zone,” he told the soldiers. “Mount up, lock and load.”
“Hooyah!” the soldiers yelled as they scrambled to their feet and hooked their static lines to the overhead cable.
“Let’s rock and roll, people!” Sergeant Alexander shouted. “Check your buddy’s straps, packs, and ‘chutes.” He walked between the two rows of soldiers. “Don’t forget to roll when you hit the ground. Break a leg, and we’ll leave you behind to wait for the choppers.” He grabbed Private McAlister’s chest straps, yanking hard, testing the buckles. “Did anyone hear me?” the sergeant yelled.