#423 Fiction Part 2

My attempt at fiction continues:
A dark silhouette  half submerged in the calm waters looked ahead, his body shape exposed by the bright moon overhead. Sam was already a veteran at surveillance having been involved since he was a teen, learning his ropes from his uncle after witnessing how a single bullet took the life out of his father.

Sam was highly aware of his surroundings, yet he took an unusual approach of allowing himself to be exposed so openly on the river bank. Slowing he inhaled, guiding the cold air into his lungs as he run through the plans over and over again in his mind while overlooking at the strait to where he will lead his brothers into in a matter of days.

Sam is a raw product from the guerrilla camps that dots the jungles that spans across this part of the world, hidden from sight yet supported by a complicated network of financial and logistic support, arms and supplies are ferried painstakingly by human labour, making their tracks even harder for any feeble government attempt to identify these groups and their members..

#423 Fiction

I was inspired to write fiction, so here goes:



Ah Seng, at 28, was considered a "lao peng" (old soldier), in his unit, his fellow soldiers were mainly younger men who were also more successful. Ah Seng's desire to study after finishing his NS commitments meant that he was always going to fall behind his cohort. To him, he was pretty used to dealing with these younger guys who seek attention and are quick to flaunt their talents.

All that didn't matter, not now at least. For today, Ah Seng like the others, is a number in the greater scheme of things. Ah Seng could only curse under his breathe that his unit had to be the one activate to form the first line of defence in the area. Militants of unknown original somewhat made it through the porous sea boundary and landed on motherland, they were the closest and therefore made to be the first responding unit.

Ah Seng could feel the tension in the air, despite his relatively young age, Ah Seng had gone through alot in his early days to not take a day like this for granted, he looked around at the young faces around him, complacent to the dangers at present and nonchanlant about what this could escalate to..