Ambush

Ambush

By Benjamin Herrington

    The five would-be soldiers steadied their rifles. In prone positions inspired by G.I. Joe characters, they maintained steady aim at their approaching enemy. As their foe passed by the ambush point, all five mini commandos began to fire. The total fury of five air-powered rifles was unleashed. The target continued beyond the ambush, seemingly unaffected. 
   
    The squad reloaded and re-assumed their fighting positions. This time, the target passed by slightly closer to the tree line. This volley of projectiles would most certainly render the enemy immobile. The rounds had definitely hit their marks. The boys heard the pinging as the copper hit the target. Still, the enemy kept moving. They were dealing with a formidable foe. They regrouped as the enemy continued to evade them.

“Are you guys aiming for the driver or the vehicle?“ one of the young marksmen inquired, “I’m aimin’ for his head.”

After the revelation that some had aimed at the driver while other people were, indeed, attempting to impale the vehicle itself, it was agreed that they should all focus the collective power of their BB guns at the person operating the vehicle.

    As the vehicle approached, one of the assailants fired a premature shot. Saving their comrade from the embarrassment of being the lone gunman, the whole squad began to fire. This time the vehicle came to an abrupt stop in front of the boys. The bloodied enemy combatant began to dismount. Four of the brave soldiers did a 180° turn and retreated, at full speed, into the woods. The fifth sniper stood his ground, but was quickly captured.

    As it turned out, the enemy was not so much an enemy as he was the neighbor’s new landscaper. Having once been a young rambunctious boy himself, he understood why the midget militants had attacked him. His understanding of the motive of the boys, however, fiercely contradicted his lack of appreciation for the squad’s choice of target. After explicit and lengthy explanation of his discontent, the landscaper agreed not to involve the police in the matter and, eventually, was able to finish mowing the neighbor’s lawn. This would be the first and last time he would ever mow that lawn.

    Even considering the resulting temporary deprivation of freedom, each of the little warriors felt that it had all been worth it. They set out to test their marksmanship on a moving target and had managed to consistently hit that moving target, a number of times. Operation Backyard Blitz had been a success. Mission complete.

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