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The Final Mission

February 21, 2014
Parachutist at Ft. Lewis

Parachutist at Ft. Lewis

The parachute blossomed open, he swore as every muscle and bone in his body jerked painfully. The ground rushed closer. His bent his knees absorbed the impact of landing. He wadded his chute into a ball, sprinkling it with the chemicals that swiftly dissolved it. He jogged off to rendezvous with his partner. “Aging is hell Kid.” He grunted out in greeting. “Don’t let anyone ever tell you different.”

“No problem, Pops.”

“Let’s get that arrogant s.o.b. who thinks that money can protect him.”

“Target 10 o’clock.” Bang! The sniper fired his rifle. “Eat lead and die, m.f.!”

“Target terminated.” The spotter said. “A good day’s work Kid.”

“Thanks Pops.”

“I’m retiring today Kid.”

“You’re too young Pops!”

“I’m pushing forty Kid, to old for a Drop Commando. We knew the rules when we signed up. I want you to do it.”

“All right Pops.” Tearfully the youth raised the rifle to his partner’s head and pulled the trigger.

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157 Words in response to Flash! Friday-Vol 2-11, Dragon’s Biding: Aging
http://flashfriday.wordpress.com/2014/02/21/flash-friday-vol-2-11/

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