It's now 3 June 2002, ten days since the last fight, and the "Loya Jirga" ("Grand Assembly, where tribal leaders were invited to Kabul to vote on the leadership of a transitional government) is drawing near. Pasha Gul of Khowt Gin has been invited, but the Royal Marines have received information that the Pasha (as many have been) is being targeted by the Taliban, as well as powerful warlords, trying to sway his vote, or keep him from voting altogether. Pasha Gul is determined to make the trip to Kabul; in order to ensure his safety he's been offered helicopter transport, as well as an armed convoy, both from ISAF. But not wanting to look a tool of the Westerners, he has declined both, insisting there is no threat. But battalion has received credible information the Taliban is moving on the Pasha this very moment. This comes at a very bad time, when much of the battalion is already committed, so our rifle section, beat up as it is, is sent.
It's 2345 local time; the section has moved as quick as possible to Khowt Gin, and now they have dismounted and are entering the Pasha's compound on foot.
Gimlet's got a large gash on his forehead, but he's otherwise okay.
Now, that's what I'm talking about! It feels good to put such a resounding ass-whoopin' on the bad guys after what happened the last fight. I made British fire more accurate than Taliban fire due to the NVGs, and early on I was making the Taliban roll to see if they could react. These fights have been very quick and bloody; I reckon none of these have taken up more than four minutes of 'real-life' time. It certainly feels right for the era. I hope you liked it, I'm working on the next one.