What do I recall from that night…

It’s me staggering around the hamlet, silence of the woods around occasionally broken by some twig falling. One night owl wailing.

Dead silence again.

I told myself how dumb these Corsican hoods must be, more than enough to start a war.

All those killings, pro weaponry, military approach against trained troopers like the Foreign Legion…

Bet Brinks never means US to get involved at all.

Serbian weapons.

Corsican gangland straight.

Corsican gangs leaders in weapon smuggling rings.

Say let them play the dumb game.

Or, worse, their hateful brains totally derailed.

Because the French won’t let it be buried at all.

Say the government taking the blow to topple all Corsican autonomy reasons, groups, associations.

Not to mention all sanctioned/not heavily crushed traffics on both mainland and island.

Suicidal thugs of them.

My one and only reason: stay alive.

 

Night went.

Dawn came.

Hadn’t slept a single minute.

Wake up noises. Coffee. Stale bread.

All guns revised, cleaned, greased.

Triggers bullets all right.

Figatelli and stale bread lunch.

Two off-road trucks.  Toyotas.

People coming up to join the party.

Brinks chain smoking. 

Altogether revising the plan.

Then hopping on, god bless you Lucie gestured.

We left.

 

Can’t say where we went. Just heading north, stopping now and then in case some plane or helicopter. 

Camouflage covers on top.

God bless you, Lucie had gestured.

 

Almost a trail in the woods. 

Two trucks hidden masked say them invisible.

Me cuddling my baby.

My own Crna Strela.

A party of eight people, my four Zastava precision guns, had the glimpse of an IWI Dan…

One gun missing. 

Brinks’ double shoulder holster, twin pistols for his own extreme self defense.

But not a pair of Sig Sauer as I might have guessed.

Maybe Czech.

Make them CZs.

Then another one IWI Dan

Big stuff.

Have my own brain clockwork spin fast.

Click click click

Bingooooo!!!

 

What looks like a CZ handgun but isn’t Czech at all… IWI once again.

Call it Jericho.

 

Got it right.

Toss the burden of it on Israelis cutting FL supply chain to Hzb - most of it backpack portable drones. 

Say rogue kikes smuggling weapons via Corsican spin off gangs.

Say: “Message to French nation: don’t mess with Lebanon.

Not anymore your backyard.”

Double goal: stop the traffic, let the world blame the unruly kikes but no straight evidence

 

Then

Mix all of it with my own Serbia manufactured guns.

Say Yugoslavia say Serbia is an old time not overt ally of Israel, at least  since Sarajevo Sephardi treasure never seized by the nazis and then back to the six days war.

Then place your dark strong Zulfikar right at the center of it.

Start shaking up and down.

Then all around. 

Then pour the cocktail into the glass and see one name. One unofficial state.

Say Mr Dodik 

Staunch proud self proclaimed ally of Israel 

Say Republika Sprska.

Say Visegrad.

Say one man on top of it.

Not Jewish.

Not Serbian.

A completely expendable Muslim Gypsy with proven juvenile ties to Bosnian Serbian extremists 

 

Say ME facing the Reaper.