KADE HAWKINS/ CONNOR
GETTING IN WASN’T HARD, the little shits didn’t know we were coming ergo they didn’t have enough ammo or men for that matter to outnumber us.
Ice stormed in there like the loose motherfucker he was, shoot, don’t think just shoot.
And when he shot the Zetas eliminating them one by one, he paused to do a victory hurrah with the men. That shit annoyed me and at the same time made me jealous.
He was the type of man who didn’t think a second before and after he killed anyone.
I was the level headed one, the leader with the good head on his shoulders.
I didn’t blast my way shooting every fucker in there, no, I calculated my moves, I shot them where they wouldn’t have the chance to crawl out of hell.
Was it pretty? No. Nothing about blowing someone’s brains out was pretty and when the mission was done, when the Zetas were wiped out and buried at some island no one would think to look at, I retreated.
Like I always did when a mission was completed.
