This is Jockelpodcast number 183 with Echo Charles and me, Jockel Willing.

Good evening, Echo. Good evening.

Not one of the guys on the ground at like this mission. Now moving to within a

click of their target, they had pushed that distraction from their minds and

were solely focused on the deadly challenge before them. Glancing at the GPS

attached to the stock of his rifle and scanning the terrain ahead, Lieutenant

Commander James Reese called a quick perimeter. Snippers were already moving up

to the high ground as team leaders joined Reese for a last quick update before

the final push to the objective. Even with all the technology at their disposal,

things could go wrong in a heartbeat. Their enemy was cunning and highly

adaptive. After 16 years at war, the Afghans saying the Americans all have the

watches, but we have all the time rang a bit more true than head in the early

days. What do you think Reese asked a huge beast of a man looking like a

creature from another world with his AOR1 patterned camouflage body armor and

Opscore half-shell helmet with nods firmly in place. Reese looked at his most

seasoned troop chief. The light green glow of the nods illuminated through the

beard on the man's face. A slight smile that could not be mistaken for anything

other than the confident look of a professional special operations soldier.

It's just over the rise Reese replied, Predator shows nothing moving. No

centuries, nothing. His troop chief nodded. All right guys, he said to the other

four men in the circle, let's do it. They rose with resolve and moved with the

poise of men who were comfortable in chaos, moving up the rocky ridge line to

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