Chapter 17 - The Siege Of The Ridge
On the night of September 30th, the wind howled through the limestone canyons of the Kerrville property as rain began to pour.
Richard and his six veteran teammates were positioned along the perimeter fence line, equipped with night-vision optics and radio headsets.
At 11:30 PM, three unmarked heavy transport trucks with blacked-out lights pulled up to the rear gates of the property.
Dozens of armed men wearing unmarked black tactical gear stepped out of the trucks, carrying hydraulic wire cutters and breaching equipment.
"Red Leader, this is Bravo," Sergeant Major Thomas whispered into his headset from his concealed position behind a rock outcrop.
"We have twelve hostiles breaching the north fence line near the limestone ridge."
"Understood, Bravo," Richard replied from the homestead command post. "Rules of engagement are defensive non-lethal."
"Use the high-intensity light arrays and the acoustic disruption devices we set up yesterday."
"Let's show these private contractors what a real military defensive perimeter looks like."
Thomas pressed a remote detonator button, illuminating the entire north ridge with ten thousand watts of blinding halogen floodlights.
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Simultaneously, two long-range acoustic devices mounted on the trucks emitted a deafening, high-frequency sound wave that sent the contractors to their knees in agony.
The breaching team scrambled back toward their transport trucks in total chaos, their tactical coordination completely shattered within sixty seconds.
